Carve open the baron, and spare not his page
For I’m giving in to all my long-pent-up rage
No more the serfs you’ll poke, like a bear in a cage
You may have armies, but we have a mage

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 21, 2020

Be deceived not by the mask of age
You might be a wizard with stifled rage
I know who begot you, a long lineage
Of goodly women in fine hermitage I've often suspected it took more than one woman to birth me. ;}

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 21, 2020

Load up on swords, time to hunt the lich
Fear in the realm at a fever pitch
Its web of fell spells gnaw at every brain
Until we all willingly death entertain
Nightly come its skeletons, waving axes
And to top all, the king’s raising our taxes

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 17, 2020

Stands yonder our mage, calm and assured
For she can bring down a castle with just one word
Secretly I think of her as “Death, Not Long Deferred”

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 18, 2020

We are adventurers, we seek all who pain us
And smile, and draw blades, and bid them entertain us

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 19, 2020

Sometimes I wonder if the world’s grown so small
There’s no room left now for even one golden throne to fall

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 14, 2020

The king’s spies close in, and failure is not
A surviveable option, so we need a better plot
The last lot of traitors all got caught
Rebel barons all gone, to bitter deaths they fought
So we’re the realm’s last hope, as mad royal brains rot

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 15, 2020

This is my life, and so sings the bard
Darker the strife, how can it be so hard
To build a brighter future for my son and daughter?
Time for talking’s over now, let’s try slaughter

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 16, 2020

The drumbeat is loud and steady
But he’s still not ready
As the line marches closer to the foe
Spears come down
Close enough to see enemies frown
Soon now lives to their end will screaming go

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 10, 2020

They heard me spellcasting and told me to stop
Quit this foolishness and tend a shop or work your crop
They screamed at me, go, we don’t need your kind
But when the dragons come, they’ll know they were blind

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 11, 2020

Here dwell together two mighty adventurers of note
Who never lived and so can never die
How grand to us they seem, yet to them success seems so remote
They trudge and butcher monsters daily just to get by

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) September 12, 2020

1)
“Ha, ha. KILL HIM.”
“In due time. He may be your father, and truly annoying, but he’s OUR sacrifice. We need a king.”
“So kill him, and make THAT one king, and use him in your ritual.”
“Oh? Not this Wolf fellow? 2)
“No, I need to torture him to death, in the presence of several competent scribes. He knows where all the treasure in the kingdom is hidden. Because he hid it all.”#epicfantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) March 30, 2020

3)
“Treasure? Is there magic, or just coins and gems and gold spittoons and all of that usual dross?”
“There’s magic.”
“You’re just saying that, Wolf, so they won’t let me torture you.” 4)
“No, he’s saying that so WE’LL torture him. With spells so excruciating that—”
“I’ll prefer your glib threats?”#epicfantasy

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) March 30, 2020

I rode into the great hall
I never smote so hard a crown
All I wanted was to make a throne fall
But all you ever did was take the king down
Before my army could come to call
How’d you move so fast, and win such renown?

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 26, 2020

I claw at your chain
We strain, in vain
You remain the prisoner of this pit
Seemingly never to win free of it
But we’ve kissed, and I fell under your spell
If only this wasn’t such a deep cell
I go to seek mighty chainbreaking magic again

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 27, 2020

See it leap up? A rising fire, getting its start
Deep in the dark, shriveled depths of my heart
And it’s raging for you, yes, you played your part
So will you be my sweetheart? Or failing that, a willing tart?

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) August 29, 2020

Yon bones long in deep dungeon lay
But I freed them to again know day
Pity they lurch and stagger so
As some ribs come and others go
I’m told from different undead skeletons they hail
That’s why to hang together they now fail

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) May 30, 2020

My mightiest spells tore asunder wizards three
So I could make it home in time for tea

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 1, 2020

Despite my travails and all my attempt
The tea doth turn cold, och mein vaklempt. Lol! Bravo!!!!

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) June 2, 2020

Thanks to the King’s justice, his thievery cost him his head
So, headless, he robbed the King (blind) instead

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) April 9, 2020

The moment she was enchanted
She earnestly recanted
Her claim to the throne
But the ghosts of the Castle did moan
And her heart from her body decanted

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) April 10, 2020

They made their stand yonder at the end of the hall
Six brave knights abreast
But the witch just smiled and one of them possessed
And attentive to her will, he slew all the rest
Then climbed to the battlements, stepped off, and enjoyed his fall

— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) April 11, 2020