Orcs of the Red Blade

The very first thing noticable is the fact that the bonfire is huge. Not made to warm the hearts of some lonely wanderers at their camp, but wild and raging. Uncontrollable; just within her reach. The sweated, green back of the hunched female is a dark shadow to the fiery canvas, and whilst she now and then waves her right hand about - seemingly feeling painting something into the air around her - the she-orc seems fully immersed in her labour.

A small knife is used to chip away at the dried hide of a large pelt, and in the runes she carve, the young orc pours some kind of black liquid. After some time, it becomes obvious that the skin is intended to be a scroll of the fancier kind, and that - when dried - her runes will spell a text of sorts.

Hours later, when the fire has finally - with the aid of some large skins of water - died down, she gets to her feet and ties the skin together. Upon departing the camp, there is but one thing left behind - something she forgets - and thus a crumpled note of scribbled words is left behind again. And even though the words here are smaller and not printed as fancily as on the skin, they are still visible for any orc curious to see.

         And the song reads:       
                                     


((So Morgeth wrote another song, and I decided to post it here, because. Durr. Well, I'm not really a lyrical person to begin with, but it was fun to write. And I thought that if I decide to write even more crap, I might as well slap it into this topic, thus the title! If anyone actually wants to find the notes - I reckon there's one from my previous song thread - then go right ahead.))

(( Rawr, orc poetry! I like it (of course not just because it's about some orc I know o.<)! Tastes like moar! *Drools and eyes the smexy note* ))

AC DC eat ya hearts out.

*Howls*..Me think this wolf can't sing.

((Loved it, something nice to home to work to. Gives us some more Morgeth or I'll make Osan cry.))

(( Really nice!
Thanks for posting it! ))

((This is something that Morgeth mumbled, instead of actually singing, when Nazkhur's friend was burned in Garadar. I reckon she wrote it with death and Nazkhur in mind, so I thought it would be good to post it as well.

Here goes:))

                                           

(( /applaud. Need I say more?))

((Not my proudest moment, but I wanted to finish it. It was intended for something to honour Nazkhur, but I'm not sure how it turned out in the end. As usual the rythm and texting suchs, but just imagine Morgeth wrote it and not some poetic genious. Was a bit inspired by the song "Siúil A Rún" - Here performed by Clannad http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ZP-4B7kHqA (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ZP-4B7kHqA)))

(( Nice one again!
   As I bugged you in-game as well, I hope you'll want sometime to give them each a title. It'd be easier for lazy orcs like me to know which is which, specially if you'll agree to me making them on parchment with gryphonheart items, each item should have a title. If you let it on me, you may get "Morgeth no 1", "Morgeth no 2", and that, which is probably not exactly what you had in mind ... to say so.))

Quote from: Morgeth on February 18, 2009, 03:13:14 AM

I have been forged
by war and bitter pain
But now, with my enemies
finally bested and slain

I find myself wishing
Although it be in vain
Wishing that to one day
have a heart again.

For too long have I felt
the hatefulness of cold steel
And now my fingers long
for the the sweetness of a softer feel

It still does elude me
This feeling to me denied
Those battlefields of old;
truthfully.. part of me have died.

Really like this one the words fit a orc fighter to a tee.
And to be honest it fits my Orc as well

((I wrote some poetry in other threads, but I'm going to copy pasta them into this one, just to keep it all in once place.))

Quote from: Morgeth on May 20, 2009, 02:29:40 AM
((I wrote some poetry in other threads, but I'm going to copy pasta them into this one, just to keep it all in once place.))

A love returned

No matter what path,
down which you stray.
I will be your hunter,
and you my loving prey.

My mark upon your skin,
made by teeth and blood.
Our enemies will drown,
my hatred; a bitter flood.

It is for you alone,
that I ache to reach.
My hands will roam your flesh,
seeking what it has to teach.

What has been exchanged,
can never be undone.
The wolves will sing it;
We are one.

Sweet.
You good at this stuff and yet you are a lock does not make sense.   ;)

(( Of course some wolves sing.... it's just that you've proved some are better at it than others ;)

Please do post more of your Orc Poems - they're so nice to read :) ))

((realy staring to love these texts... nice work... :o ))

((Burgie Sings Purdy too*nod*))

Necro'ing my own old thread, simply because yesterday I thought up some new stuff to add to it. First a very short one, that Morgeth has written in Northrend.

Together
Across fjords and frosty hills,
  reflected in his
   Feral eyes.
Across time and unbound space;
  love that never
    truly dies.
Beyond tides and endless dunes,
  we are together;
    fates entwined.

Then a somewhat longer that I am unsure if Morg has written or not, but egh.

(Beloved) War
Once more do I hear the echoes,
of your distant drums.
The world is painted red;
a sign of what comes.

Teeming with promises of old,
like an unwashed stain.
I remember your dance;
my feet move again.

You cast a shadow vast,
life holds no appeal.
Lips that were held so dear;
I kiss, now, with steel.

A delight to read, as always! Nice to see you producing some of these again. <3

Beautifully written and cleverly constructed, especially Together. Had to go back and read the whole thread; I'm a big fan of these.

Beautiful. Simply beautiful xxx