Just to prove that us Smoggies still have a certain class...

Source of hate(?)

But I'm not angry. It's just a case of wording. I'm way too mature to feel permanently butt hurt over this. But still, I need to vent off every frustration caused by all them Mackem scums boasting/bashing needlessly although I won't be that surprised to see people calling it a classic North East banter due to sane humour residing at premium in the good ol' NE society lol! And what's a far better way than to do an interesting post on A Ranger's Tale itself?

Of course I know some people will say "hey, he's gonna wank over the Red Lions because it's a badass militia organisation based on a non-badass football team who can't even attract a home crowd of 2.8K!"

Due to the language I've used above, I may get a real full grown constrictor for this year's Christmas.

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Lars Alterfate: We're all murderers, both you and me.

Aeranath: Shut the hell up.

Lars Alterfate: You killed her by your own means, but my folly caused everything...

Aeranath: LARS!!!!!

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Lars Alterfate: This fight is the last thing she had ever wanted. You know it full well as I do.

Aeranath: No point talking crap. You know who I want to kill all the while apart from 'him'...

Lars Alterfate: Me...

Aeranath: It's indeed a good thing that little lass is now long gone dead. 

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Sarel Aphros: Look at this with your own eyes, Aeranath. My blood shed by my own hands... it's red and human. Just like my sister's when you howled like a wolf with its mate departed true.

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Aor: Oft I wondered the identity of that faceless person whose back turned against little Sarel. Is it Aeranath, Lars or that one other girl?

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Ziron: What-ifs are just merely what is stated here, for this long dead soul here can never forget the sight of Fragarach stained with blood.

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 Sarel Aphros: I still remember the day of spring where that cherry blossom tree bloomed it's best. I was a mere Cinha filly nearing her twelfth while my sister was just freshly flowered at fifteen. I remember all those bad men out to chop it down and she tried to stop them. They lusted after her beauty and desired to quench her fire for good. Lars was away on an errand and I saw that dark stranger amongst them. He did nothing to help either side until they started ripping her clothes off...

I then witnessed a demon with orbs of clearest blue, but sister dearest insisted him to be an azure wolf full of fury yet so fragile.

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Lars Alterfate: Do you know coincidence is no different from predestination at all times should the latter be true?

Alestrial Eliaden: I presume your words as reason suffice for what you're implying now.

Lars Alterfate: Indeed I fear the worst for you and Aeranath. The way you sing a different song is not unlike from she who died as both his sin and mine.

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Lyrics

"There can be only one Bladesinger in the lifetime of the World, hence there can be only one Bladesong in such a liftetime."

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Some racial info

Alestrial Eliaden

Lars Alterfate

Aeranath

So apparently this might be my greatest controversial stunt of yet...

And I'm not joking on this one. We all know religion is a sensitive issue in Singapore, but you'll be way too dumb to live if you think I'm trying to start a bushfire. Am I lower educated? I'm not about to compare a Higher Nitec cert with a university degree. I'd like to talk further, but this will only spoil the show.

DISCLAIMER!!!!

This lobo here is a responsible lobo. I'm a Christian albeit an extremely flawed one. By doing a satire based on the Book of Exodus, I beseech your understanding that religion bashing/mocking is NOT part of my agenda. I still have my own pride. Fullstop.

SM Town Live Tour can't wait lagi long...

And to prove that somethings might have never changed... (Yes, Tan Siew Jing will laugh at me despite the very likely chances that he's still far more of a Jolin Tsai fanboy than I am right now where BoA is concerned)

Interlude (of sorts)

Okay, so I decide to do something a wee bit different. I'm not gonna share the latest chapter of A Ranger's Tale directly, but rather via this indirect route. Do take note though that this excerpt isn't part of the latest chapter or just about any future chapters I'll be writing.

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"Erm okay... so let me get this clear, Uncle Parky. That looney sod I've tripped down the ditch was really an escaped felon? Wow, dumbass luck again..."

Garyth Parkins kept a wistful visage as the once distant memory seemed so near and attainable yet again. Crazy Park was a household name in the county of Teesside, second only to the Northern Lion himself. Ironically, the anger serving him so well before caused his downfall as a deadly ambush by a band of Orcs left him a crippling wound on the left leg together with a mere score of survivors.

“So may I have your order, Gaffer?” inquired a serving girl as she gave a revering bow. Moggray Tonn was somewhat lucky to survive that bout of stomach ulcer and he was not about to risk it all again. Back then, he never knew how far young Guy Cody would go. Or rather with no expectations at all. However, a visit from a mysterious old man changed everything.

“Do you see a dream of what-ifs in him? Average at best, but all that glitter is not gold. Teesside is the most impoverished region in the Empire destined to be mocked by its betters, but...”

“A lion knows not where it should be hailing from,” smiled Moggray as words from a fading ghost felt so real and alive, “So much for boasting claimed by Tyneside and Wearside.”

“Erm, Gaffer? Are you okay?” asked the doe eyed girl.

“Amelia, the Gaffer is thinking of something. Do you understand how to write 'do not disturb'?” barked an annoyed Garyth.

“But...”

“It's okay, Parky. A simple omelette will do,” waved Moggray nonchalantly.

“Right away, Gaffer! One omelette set coming up!” hollered the bubbly blond as Moggray choked on his unsweetened tea.

“What? A set? I said...”

“Omelette, Moggray. We all know little Amelia,” whispered Garyth with a chortle as he sat across the Northern Lion at the same table.

“Tabs on you again, Parky?”

“All's fine with the business anyway.”

The meal was quickly served, simple yet so delicious. It made the grizzled veteran all warm and fuzzy. Like how a decent family should feel like. Generous portions of salted mutton minced complimented the sliced button mushrooms, the egg being seasoned with black pepper and nothing more.

“This has always been Guy's favourite,” grinned the lean brunette as Moggray nodded in acknowledgement, “I truly hope he will come back one fine day even if only for the eggs.”

“He won't be coming back, Parky. I call it a gut instinct and you can't doubt a soldier on that,” replied the Gaffer of Teesside.

“And what's your verdict on his future, Gaffer?”

“I think I know the correct answer. What about you, Parky?”

“Someone who can make everybody else piss and crap on the spot,” smirked Garyth as Moggray shared his mirth.

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Special mention: Gary Parkinson.

Stay strong, Parky. Everyone at Teesside will surely be with you.

Lyrics (Translated)

A Ranger's Tale: Chapter 12

My final shot at glory...

But not for this blog anyway. But still I feel kinda weird to do two blog posts within one Sunday...

Link to the past and a common goal

Love and countless deaths, a legacy lingers

Wow, so now let's talk cock on some tactics plus parallels

Warning!

Swearing ahead. Line break widget has gone funny mode, so you guys may see the bomb straightaway.

Let's stir up some shit here ahead of Hammers vs Go(o)ners...

Of course He-Who-Cannot-Be-Arsed had managed to invoke a shitstorm

And can someone tell me when this happened?

Of course I can't be arsed. In fact, 1986 is all history...

I've been defeated and brought down
Dropped to my knees when hope ran out
The time has come to change my ways

On this day I see clearly everything has come to life
A bitter place and a broken dream
And we'll leave it all, leave it all behind

I'll never long for what might have been
Regret won't waste my life again
I won't look back
I'll fight to remain:

On this day I see clearly everything has come to life
A bitter place and a broken dream
And we'll leave it all behind

On this day its so real to me
Everything has come to life
Another chance to chase a dream
Another chance to feel
Chance to feel alive

Fear will kill me, all I could be
Lift these sorrows
Let me breathe, could you set me free
Could you set me free

On this day I see clearly everything has come to life
A bitter place and a broken dream
And we'll leave it all behind
On this day its so real to me
Everything has come to life
Another chance to chase a dream
Another chance to feel
Chance to feel alive