#0 - Oct. 4, 2006, 6:03 p.m.
I am about 14 years old and come from the small country of Slovenia. I like too do many things, play tennis, football, skiing, reading, playing drumms, going out with my friends, too have chat with them and etc.
But I also love too do one other thing, writing words in rhymes or if I may call my work 'poetry'. I it is like a hot bath with some aromatic shampoon for me, PURE RELAXATION! WoW, is for me like a big story book, each region has its own storyline that are telling it too you via quests. You quest more you know more, simple. And after some time I started too think: 'What would be if I made some of my work and have WoW as my mine of inspiration?'
I started very slowly, my work only had about 5-6 lines. Then I took all my courage together and posted in on the realm forum and too my pleasent suprise, people liked it. =) I started doing longer and longer poems, with twists, stories but all having a single thing in common, they are written in rhymes and half rhymes.
And after 2 weeks or so, I made my finnal decision:
I shall make a poem for each class in the game, too thank Blizzard for this game and I made them. And I shall also post them here. I made one for each class, some contain stories, other morals, some are a bit short, others are longer, I really put effort in these pieces. I tried too gather the sole purpos of every class. So if you do not like the one for your class, please do post constructive criticism. Just, avoid using NOOB, FFS, OMFG and etc. ok? Thank you.
Also, the names used in some forums are players that play the same game on my forum, mostly they are friends and guild mates. So if you wish too talk too them, you got the chance and they all gave me permission too use their name in my work. =)[
And for all you trolls that shall show up. No, I am not obsessed with this game. I can play about 1 hour a day at max. And sometimes I don't even play, I rather make poems for this game. I have a real life, a preety busy one. With trainings, high school, drumm practice and etc. So please if this is all you are going too say too me, don't even consider posting. Thank you.
Well, I do hope you like them, I also organized them in numeric order.
1. Warlock
2. Hunter
3. Rogue
4. Paladin
5. Shaman
6. Druid
7. Warrior
8. Mage
9. Priest
1. Warlock
When they sky flashes in lightning,
when, the erupting volcano and its smoke makes the light dim,
when the boulders start too rock,
it is clear, it is the birth of a new warlock.
I think you guessed it right, its the warlock.
Graveyard …
see the graves, see the tomb,
hear the cries,
as the raindrops soothen the fertile soil,
the anger of the dead starts too boil,
it grows and grows, with each passing moment in where they lie …
The dead,
fear the dead,
if not given the respect they are worth,
they shall rose back as an undead,
polymorph from the peaceful soul,
too the flesheating monster,
their stench, the foul,
they imbue fear into the bones,
like the smiths imbue the metal within the stone.
Too hold the power of these beings,
the supreme power, the reign over the past,
the perfect army, kill too be killed,
rise back again, the dead do not rest.
A might which can be obtained,
only if the soul is given, but the mind is sustained,
few choose this path,
many do not gain respect merely a laugh,
'Too control the dead? … Haha,
this is the best joke everyone said!
You fool you honestly think you shall be given this,
so easy as a flower given to a beautiful miss?
Fool, give your soul too the darkness,
you shall never get it back,
you shall be a wandering body,
with no soul … only hungering after it as you lack …'
The most common phrase given to these people,
the ones who choose the path of the ritual blood,
sacrifice the pure, the innocent, crush their minds, let their soul cripple,
'Serve … serve the darkness, gain power, destroy our enemies, destroy the worthles mud.', as they say too their victims …
The Warlock,
they hold many names,
all are bound to their style as they play their cards, their game,
many names, through ages past,
Necromage, Dark Wizard, Deathbringer …
all so different, yet so alike, as they were called that because they are the deaths singer …
they kill everyone with no regret,
they do it all to gain their masters respect.
With their skills and knowledge,
their soul given to the darkness, they posses much courage,
given the powers in exchange,
they control beings of the twisted nether beyond range.
The little imp,
he does look a little gimp,
like the trusty sidekick of the Devil,
he posseses the powers of the flame, the flame of evil,
cast them forth as he does, his enemies die slowly, from the pain within,
they burn … burn too ashes, burn in their skin …
The voidwalker,
few is known about him or her,
formed out of liquid nether,
no blade can harm him,
like watter the blades just pass through him,
not knowing the power of the magic as his little mate does,
he relies off the strength of his physic,
crushing his enemies with bare hands,
said to destroy the shell of Aku'Mai like a stick,
he is feared … in many lands.
The beautiful but deadly Succubus,
her beating strikes hardly,
her kiss is deadly,
holding the power of the imp, the strength of the voidwalker,
also the ability too gain invisibility,
she slowly waits as a stalker,
seductive as she is,
she can easily charm someone too follow her will,
heh men,
I think we have found our true sin.
A Warlock can choose the path he wishes his foe too die,
kill it quickly, with the might of the Demonology,
kill it slowly, from the inside,
you know they will die, even if they try to run away,
they shall slowly sway, through the power of Affliction,
or burn them, burn them to ashes,
let them feel like it is when in their last moments their life memory flashes,
let their body feel the burning eruption, through the knowledge of Destruction.
Yes, a Warlock is a fine class too play,
I must agree, too be a warlock it has to be quite funny as they say,
let their opposite slowly decay …
Hehe fun thought,
maybe this is the power we all sought,
but we know only one class shall be able to hold it,
but only if the Flames of Darkness in the castle of the Lich King are lit …
as for now they reside quietly,
in their chamber,
waiting for the chosen Warlock to come,
waiting too give him their powers,
for now they are an item only in dreams,
but who knows … when a guild shall enter Arthas lair,
but for now this is an object not worthy to talk about,
mostly being told as a legend in an inn with a fine Dwarfen Stout …
