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Deep in the forests of Blackwood, in the grove called Darktree
There lived a band of bandits, and from the rules of kings they considered themselves free They lived their days by drinking and eating and when their stock ran out, They survived by killing and stealing This band was filled with the misunderstood who were shunned from society and now tried to live as best they could. One day, they had a stoke of luck When a king passed into their territory, A king, who was rich as... Well... duck. Rich as duck. The band of thieves decided to ransom, for the amount of gold paid for a king Would be quite handsome And so the King's men sent much gold but of the king, the bandits still kept hold. Tricked and embarrassed, the King's men decided to hunt the Bandits, for this insolence they could not take, into Blackwood they went with the intent to cut the fiends to little bits. After a week of walking, climbing, and trekking. They chanced upon a black tree, and from that tree, the king was hanging. Soon, after not so long, people learned Not to enter Blackwood, for not one of the King's men ever returned So it was, that the king and his men, never made it out of Blackwood and word spread far and wide that the king fell victim to the Black Brotherhood. |
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Cool story.
Is there a way to join this brotherhood? ![]() |
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Webster, this is the stories and poems area. This isn't Guild Introduction and Recruitment
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Lol No, webster Sorry. This is just a story i made up. How do you like it?
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Bullbound it was a joke.
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