The Walls of Allanon

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
Allanon is a small, wall protected city full of different people and a few creatures living a day-to-day life...mostly.

*******This poem is the precursor to a series of short stories and or novel. I'm considering writing. Feedback would be great. It'll be a mix of my own lore and possibly tie ins to D&D.***

Submitted: February 16, 2012

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In the walls of Allanon,

A city of men and mettle,

Stands a hearty Knight,

And his squire holds a medal.

Sir Mazacon was the greatest in the land,

And Michael was his squire.

They just slayed another beast,

From the Devil's spire.

The bells of Allanon rang,

And squire Michael went to church.

There Elizabeth sang,

And Brother Adrian worked.

Elizabeth was the priest's daughter.

Her beauty was surely devine.

Although not married,

Her and Michael had a "good time".

Adrian was a brother first,

And a warpriest all the time.

A cleric of the god of light,

Made his mace shine.

Alexander was a thief,

Who sulked in the slums.

He is not very strong,

But he could surely run.

Alexander had a brother,

A brute of the sorts.

But Maximilian Rivers,

Was the strongest on the ports.

The tales of these six people,

Were sure to intertwine.

The adventurers of Allanon,

Could leave at anytime...


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