The Kingdom of Wessex (strat only faction)

[Osiris]

As the world burns around him the bard of Aethelstan sings out one last time.


Yþde swa þisne eardgeard ælda scyppend
oþþæt burgwara breahtma lease
eald enta geweorc idlu stodon.
Se þonne þisne wealsteal wise geþohte
ond þis deorce lif deope geondþenceð,

frod in ferðe, feor oft gemon
wælsleahta worn, ond þas word acwið:
“Hwær cwom mearg? Hwær cwom mago? Hwær cwom maþþumgyfa?
Hwær cwom symbla gesetu? Hwær sindon seledreamas?
Eala beorht bune! Eala byrnwiga!

Eala þeodnes þrym! Hu seo þrag gewat,
genap under nihthelm, swa heo no wære.
Stondeð nu on laste leofre duguþe
weal wundrum heah, wyrmlicum fah.
Eorlas fornoman asca þryþe,

wæpen wælgifru, wyrd seo mære,
ond þas stanhleoþu stormas cnyssað,
hrið hreosende hrusan bindeð,
wintres woma, þonne won cymeð,
nipeð nihtscua, norþan onsendeð

Spoken Version

(click to show/hide)

Translation

(click to show/hide)

So the Creator of men laid waste this region,
until the ancient world of giants, lacking the noises
of the citizens, stood idle.
He who deeply contemplates this wall-stead,
and this dark life with wise thought,

old in spirit, often remembers long ago,
a multitude of battles, and speaks these words:
“Where is the horse? Where is the young warrior? Where is the giver of treasure?
Where are the seats of the banquets? Where are the joys in the hall?
Alas the bright cup! Alas the mailed warrior!
Alas the glory of the prince! How the time has gone,
vanished under night’s helm, as if it never were!
Now in place of a beloved host stands
a wall wondrously high, decorated with the likenesses of serpents.
The powers of spears took the noblemen,
weapons greedy for slaughter; fate the renowned,
and storms beat against these rocky slopes,
falling snowstorm binds the earth,
the noise of winter, then the dark comes.

Extract from The Wanderer (if some sounds familiar Tolkien used and modified this bit “Where is the horse? Where is the young warrior? Where is the giver of treasure?
Where are the seats of the banquets? Where are the joys in the hall? for the Lotr and is the king of rohans speach"


And so the ships burn and the men go to the realms of their gods. Be it Heaven or Valhalla. To rise once more when the wheel of the ages turn.

visitors can't see pics , please register or login



TLDR : Strat over! ^^

[Farooq]

you did a good job there osiris! and im happy about the fact that i was in ALL vayejeg battles in your roster 

[Osiris]

yeah it was fun updated OP with stats n stuff and added youtube to last post

[Butan]

you did a good job there osiris! and im happy about the fact that i was in ALL vayejeg battles in your roster 

Me too!

Well... I was in the battles 

[Casimir]

Panos do away with the formalities and please just say 'do you even lift bruv' you will fit in very well in london i assure you.

[Panos_]

Panos do away with the formalities and please just say 'do you even lift bruv' you will fit in very well in london i assure you.

No I wouldnt because I`m not a bender..I still remember as I was walking down Marbe Arch street on a saturday night, seeing all those benders kissing and gropping each other 

[Casimir]

How hard did you feel looking at them?

[Osiris]

And so the last sign of the coming of the end of days has been seen! Aethelstan always a wise king spent his remaining silver on a donkey for each citizen and some stones to throw at evil men.

May the Saxon army wander slowly on donkey back into the sunset. (this is where chadz reveals strat reset is a joke and im screwed )

visitors can't see pics , please register or login