 Crafting Motif 120: Scribes of Mora Maces |
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Crafting Motif 120: Scribes of Mora Maces
by The Ink-Stained Watchlings of the Abyssal Anvil
A description of what Scribes of Mora maces should look like
From mire rose us Watchlings three, from ink and soot and fevered tree. With contract signed, we are bound, to share the secrets we have found. Under veiled moon and churning tide, Calx pens schematics on twisted hide. Linen spun from pent up rage, our dear Orpim inks this page. And metal hammered, iron wrought, Algar scrawls whispers they have caught. Mutter, sisters, in their ears, our fragile, little mortal peers. Armor shields, and blades do arm, protect them from untoward harm.
MACES
Listen close dear mortal and shed your fright, as you too will crash with wave's thundering might. Like anchor's plunge that sinks and sinks, your strike will land before foe blinks. The seas churn, and mountains crack, no fated army will hold you back.