Rebekka Brek Madak
Paradoxical Bucket Full of Crazy!
In a bar on Corellia, there was a very pretty painted metal plate on the wall, with an as yet untranslated language inscribed with gold around its rim. (Mando'a, written backwards.)
When asked, the bartender would tell a 400 year old tale of a time when the place was going broke, and that a blade-dancer helped to bring it out of destitution and repossession. Since then, it has been a family business, and the warrioress-stripper gave the great-great-grandfather a gold plate, saying that had a magic spell on it..... And then disappeared.
By the hand of honour, an army shall arise.
in time of great need, to avoid certain demise.
the path begins with a drunken dragon, and an ancient flagon.
spin the wheels, and if wise, the path will be revealed.
spin the wheels, and if bold, the reward of glory is untold.
alas, there is no word for hero, only the insult of coward.
alas, those who seek the ring, are able-most to tower.
When asked, the bartender would tell a 400 year old tale of a time when the place was going broke, and that a blade-dancer helped to bring it out of destitution and repossession. Since then, it has been a family business, and the warrioress-stripper gave the great-great-grandfather a gold plate, saying that had a magic spell on it..... And then disappeared.