The Lore of Sage Eric of the Canyon

It all started as a joke, then the joke became more real. Then I thought, might as well get a unique poem done for my unique wizard that can interconect the virtual and non virtual lifes. Here it is:

Anywhere the calm of harbour ends past breakwater or cape or spell of peace you’ll find me, journey there or back. My friends are everyone who ventures for release or gold, or glory. I travel to find some frightful beast or magic word or scroll that changes everything. But I don’t mind whether I win or lose, because the whole of life is stories, told over a crock of ale. Strange friends that meet once and depart forever. They’re our spirits’ precious stock in trade. I carry secrets in my heart across the cold expanses of the sea to foreign shores, and tell them—and they’re free.

Unfortunatelly, today is the day that Sage Eric of the Canyon will walk into the flames, hopefully his soul will never be forgotten.

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