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Kaizan
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Yep a year has gone by since I last posted, Thus to re-kindle the flame of some of you old-timers who are still around, heres the +Ode To The Forgotten+ I had posted last year.. enjoy.. and keep the memories of those who bled for Sonoma alive...
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To the Pioneers of Ultima Onlines' original Roleplayers who made Sonoma a world worth logging into and loosing Girlfriends (boyfriends) over for the lack of
attention they got!
(1995-2000.. Prolly before many of you had computers! *grin* )
Ariakan - My PvP partner and the one true friend i made in UO..
Harlequin - My brotha from anotha motha..
Denlor Darkblade - A Shadow.. A Silent predator of little words. Who needed words when your sword is coated with poison?
Maximus - One of the Original Warlods...
NecroLyte - A pioneer and visionairy of the "evil" side
Necromancer - NecroLyte's RL brother.. funny man, but hella skilled in pvp..
Serafina - Darkness's Queen... Need i say more?
Alexander - Evil to the bone...
Laurana - The person who got me (Kaizan) into the whole RPing shiznit..
Rand'Al Thor - An Oddity of a man, and my first guild master and great RPer (when you understood what he was saying)
Kaylin - Tree Hugger Extraordinaire!! (LOL *hugs*).. One of the sweetest gal in UO..
King David - The Self Proclaimed king that Dark Intentions and Warlods started the first RP war against (which D and WL won with ease)
Morgan Le Fey - Masochist? Saddist? both?! Who knows, but one hell of an evil gal...
Loryn - One of the sexiest voices i've heard on the phone! *drools*
Ariel - Sweet, kind, compassionate, and every other good comment i can think of.
Cerberus - Pimpin ' r ' Us
All the Old School SAS, WL, D, GoL, SoG, and YMCA Patrons - Shout out to you boiz/girlz and everyone else i forgot.. sorry its been so long now..
And Finally... Yours Truly,
Kaizan of Dark Intentions
++++++ Ode to the Forgotten +++++++
The deaf shall hear the call of The Seven,
and the face of Virtue shall decend from heaven,
A self proclaimed king shall herald the fall,
the veil of darkness lays claim to it all.
He not of light, both wizard and Lord,
holds forth darkness' banner with magic and sword.
Corrupts one of the light, his seed he'll bestow,
upon Tomorrow's Child, the veil will still to grow.
The Crown of this world shall leave from its shell,
as the Seven shall ride from the dark pits of Hell,
The sea shall rise up and strike `gainst the land,
and the shadow of twilight shall wound thy right hand.
Unseen chains, bound virtuous hands,
grim nightmares unleashed, stalked over the lands.
Guilty they rested, the earth was their tomb,
shrouds of darkness, and impending doom.
He not of light, his hands unchained,
watched from the shadows, as light slowly waned.
A balance unstable, thin as a thread,
while nature wept in rivers of red.
A maiden of virtue ambitious and bold,
united the light, the sages foretold.
Swiftly the messenger of darkness came,
Bore down the lady, extinguishing her flame.
Knights of virtue, and a champion's might,
challenged the shroud and the forces of night.
Gallantly they came, with untread lies,
accusing The One, for the lady's demise.
Three of the Seven, put magic to rest,
abandoned the fight, while Four tried their best.
Their names unspoken, darkness they served,
a legacy of heroes, that legend preserved.
Four spirits remained amongst all their kin,
continued to struggle, though now from within.
Virtuous taunts ringing an eternal rhyme,
A blind victory, not deserved nor sublime.
Banished from daylight, corrupting the earth,
a tower sprung forth in Shadow's rebirth.
A mistress of twilight, darkness's queen,
born to nobility in a court never seen.
Farther the souls of the light disappear,
enslaved in virtue, honor and fear.
The One will stand, and darkness he'll guide,
and heal the land from its blinding pride.
Those where the times, ages ago,
when heroes came from high and below.
When virtuous wars turned mountains to sand,
and battled fore'er to forge a new land.
An Ode to those who fought from the soul,
carried the torch, until the bell's toll.
A story worth telling, and memories to keep,
and dreams worth having while we're all asleep.
-[ Kaizan of Dark Intention ]-
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To the Pioneers of Ultima Onlines' original Roleplayers who made Sonoma a world worth logging into and loosing Girlfriends (boyfriends) over for the lack of
attention they got!
Ariakan - My PvP partner and the one true friend i made in UO..
Harlequin - My brotha from anotha motha..
Denlor Darkblade - A Shadow.. A Silent predator of little words. Who needed words when your sword is coated with poison?
Maximus - One of the Original Warlods...
NecroLyte - A pioneer and visionairy of the "evil" side
Necromancer - NecroLyte's RL brother.. funny man, but hella skilled in pvp..
Serafina - Darkness's Queen... Need i say more?
Alexander - Evil to the bone...
Laurana - The person who got me (Kaizan) into the whole RPing shiznit..
Rand'Al Thor - An Oddity of a man, and my first guild master and great RPer (when you understood what he was saying)
Kaylin - Tree Hugger Extraordinaire!! (LOL *hugs*).. One of the sweetest gal in UO..
King David - The Self Proclaimed king that Dark Intentions and Warlods started the first RP war against (which D and WL won with ease)
Morgan Le Fey - Masochist? Saddist? both?! Who knows, but one hell of an evil gal...
Loryn - One of the sexiest voices i've heard on the phone! *drools*
Ariel - Sweet, kind, compassionate, and every other good comment i can think of.
Cerberus - Pimpin ' r ' Us
All the Old School SAS, WL, D, GoL, SoG, and YMCA Patrons - Shout out to you boiz/girlz and everyone else i forgot.. sorry its been so long now..
And Finally... Yours Truly,
Kaizan of Dark Intentions
++++++ Ode to the Forgotten +++++++
The deaf shall hear the call of The Seven,
and the face of Virtue shall decend from heaven,
A self proclaimed king shall herald the fall,
the veil of darkness lays claim to it all.
He not of light, both wizard and Lord,
holds forth darkness' banner with magic and sword.
Corrupts one of the light, his seed he'll bestow,
upon Tomorrow's Child, the veil will still to grow.
The Crown of this world shall leave from its shell,
as the Seven shall ride from the dark pits of Hell,
The sea shall rise up and strike `gainst the land,
and the shadow of twilight shall wound thy right hand.
Unseen chains, bound virtuous hands,
grim nightmares unleashed, stalked over the lands.
Guilty they rested, the earth was their tomb,
shrouds of darkness, and impending doom.
He not of light, his hands unchained,
watched from the shadows, as light slowly waned.
A balance unstable, thin as a thread,
while nature wept in rivers of red.
A maiden of virtue ambitious and bold,
united the light, the sages foretold.
Swiftly the messenger of darkness came,
Bore down the lady, extinguishing her flame.
Knights of virtue, and a champion's might,
challenged the shroud and the forces of night.
Gallantly they came, with untread lies,
accusing The One, for the lady's demise.
Three of the Seven, put magic to rest,
abandoned the fight, while Four tried their best.
Their names unspoken, darkness they served,
a legacy of heroes, that legend preserved.
Four spirits remained amongst all their kin,
continued to struggle, though now from within.
Virtuous taunts ringing an eternal rhyme,
A blind victory, not deserved nor sublime.
Banished from daylight, corrupting the earth,
a tower sprung forth in Shadow's rebirth.
A mistress of twilight, darkness's queen,
born to nobility in a court never seen.
Farther the souls of the light disappear,
enslaved in virtue, honor and fear.
The One will stand, and darkness he'll guide,
and heal the land from its blinding pride.
Those where the times, ages ago,
when heroes came from high and below.
When virtuous wars turned mountains to sand,
and battled fore'er to forge a new land.
An Ode to those who fought from the soul,
carried the torch, until the bell's toll.
A story worth telling, and memories to keep,
and dreams worth having while we're all asleep.
-[ Kaizan of Dark Intention ]-