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[Flaede]

here's just a li'l something I cooked up after reading the Do You Picture Dwarven Women Bearded? thread.
_{(and yes. for reference: The Highwayman)}

The Highwaydwarf - Part 1

     I
The wind was Power: (40) among the lifeless ├
The moon was a ghostly galleon coin, forged of cloudy ≡
The road was a stripe of obsidion, through the haunted moor,
And the Highwaydwarf came [S]neaking-
           [S]neaking-[S]neaking-
The Highwaydwarf came [S]neaking, up to the old +flint door+

     II
He'd a ≡pigtail cap≡ on his forhead, a ☼bushy beard☼ on his chin
A ≡Cloak≡ of G.Cave Spider silk, *trousers* of tanned imp skin
They fitted with never a xx : his *cat skin boots* were High,
His ≡«encrusted items»≡ twinkled
           his ≡«+crossbow+»≡ butts a-twinkle,
His ≡«*rapier*»≡ hilt a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky.

     III
Over obsidion blocks he clattered and clashed in the dark Trade Depot yard,
And he tapped with his *whip* on the entrance, but 'twas "air-locked" with bars;
He whistled to -green glass windows-, and who should be waiting there
But Likot's :IRIS_EYE_BLACK daughter
         Urist, the Broker's daughter
Crafting a [COLOR:4:0] *love-knot* in her :FACIAL_HAIR_TISSUE_LAYER

     IV
A -glumprong door- in the Depot stayed open to the night
Where Tim the hauler listened; his face cyan and white;
His status was Melancholy, his beard a miasma cloud
But he loved the Broker's daughter
           the Broker's bearded daughter
Dumb as an orc he listened as the robber said out loud-

     V
"One kiss, my bonny lover, I'm after a prize to-night,
But I shall be back with the yellow ≡ before the morning light;
Yet, if my Ambush is Sighted, and I can't hide behind a tree
Then look for me by moonlight,
           Watch for me by moonlight
I'll come to thee by moonlight, though HFS were blocking me"

     VI
The dwarf reached high to the window; he didn't have a ▲
But she loosened her beard i' the casement! his face red as if ‼
As the cascade, [COLOR:0:0], came tumbling down to his breast;
And he kissed its waves in the moonlight
           (he likes black, waves, and moonlight)
Then mounted his horse in the moonlight, and [T]ravelled away to the west.

[Aqizzar]

Bravisimo, good sir.  A fantastic adaptation.

Takes a little liberty to make it all rhyme, but it wouldn't be Old English otherwise.

[Flaede]

Thank you, I appreciate the compliment.

Especially considering the... er... "rhyming"
But to my own self ,I have decided that unicode symbols should rhyme.

I'm intimidated by the idea of doing part two, but it's the more dwarvenly part, really. maybe I should take some liberties with it and have her pull a magma lever or something.

[Il Palazzo]

ah, yes... I'll do the rest for you:
And then the rope reed coated elves came marching...(stuff happens) and shoot the highwaydwarf like a goblin.
Now you just have to get Loreena McKennit to sing it while wearing a beard and a pick axe.
I bet it could win the next Eurovision competition.

edit: wait, elves would mean that poor Urist shot herself with a longbow while tied up with a rope reed rope... maybe it'd be better to use king (insert generic name here)'s royal guard instead?

[Zako]

This is fantastic stuff! I feel justified by saying:

MOAR! MOAR! 

[Glacies]

Oh my god.

You win.

[Hawkfrost]

That's such a sad story.
Good adaption.

[Earthquake Damage]

On seeing the thread title, I immediately thought of that poem.  I never would've expected you were making a deliberate reference, let alone an adaptation of it.  You win a pizza.  Or a trophy.  Maybe a pizza trophy.

[Jackrabbit]

well done. Fantastic adaptation