Around, all around, the ghostly shadows gather.
My anger grows as Tarentum's knife stabbed into my back.
It smites me, and darkly, my blood drips
spattering onto the swirling dust.
In a frenzy I flail madly, fighting back
While all the while, Sadowans laugh cruelly.
Now alone, I am betrayed by both,
Or am I?

Working together, is it safe or not
Are we allies or friendly enemies
We hunt for relics, they hunt for the dead
A match made in heaven or made in hell

poem written in Iambic Pentameter

The darkest winters bring great cold,
And fallen hearts spew great venom
Stomachs aching and thirsts benumb
As the story of this alliance is told

EPOCH

Unearthing the dead
Fingers clasp, forged in darkness
Sloughing the eons

As the diming sun set
Darken eyes were met,
Two clans offer no grace
Only yearning to put the other in its place
In the events of future endeavors,
Only one will be the aggressor
Pitting both to be the victor
Only one can truly be, stoic and on top
The other, lies deflated bruised and short of the hilltop.

We stand apart day by day,
We fight apart week by week,
When fortune turns against the will of Sadow,
New Allies we do seek.
The clan of death heed the call,
The Erstwhile allies come,
Yet once this is all finished,
Sadow will kick them into the sun!

As havoc breaks the silence,
there's no time to pout.
The rise of our alliance,
might be the only way out.

As two clans unite
And make new ties as they fight
Enemies shudder

This alliance is going to last,
How could it not,
We have to move very fast,

Before things get too hot,
We fight to the last,
The ghosts bodies we find shall rot.

The war within has brought them close
They know not why or how
They'll fight together ghostly beasts
'Cuz Pravus is a cow

This is a Haiku (5-7-5)

Sadow does not trust
Their New Allies, Tarentum
They Grin and Bear It

In search for the relic,
Clan Naga Sadow.
Their destiny near,
Clan Naga Sadow.
Destruction grew closer,
Clan Naga Sadow.
Saved they were,
Clan Naga Sadow.
By Clan Tarentum

4856 Macron Sadow, CNS

Though no love be lost betwixt us
Between these hoary Clans of old
Allies we have been before, amiss
When we conquered Coratua bold.

To the new found unity
Two become one.
In a search for history, power and glory
There sure to be bloodshed, enemies and fun.
Watch now, the events unfold
As the tale of two clans is told.

Drawn in by riches and fame,
Sadowans not to blame.
Not-death is what they found,
Soon Tarentum be abound.
Together they must fix,
What neither one alone could nix.

Both Clans together as a deadly alliance
United in blood all houses dance
Terror sweaps the land far away stance
Tarentum and Naga Sadow in reliance