Back when I was talking haikus, I mentioned that I had written some sonnets about Trollslayers. I did say don’t ask, but some of you insisted so here’s the first of them for your amusement:
Trollslayer
A silver glitter arcs across the gloom
The answer rains in blood across the floor
And every fighter struggling in the room
Is spattered with the ichor and the gore
He does not quail to enter in the tomb
Or flee in terror from the Dragon’s roar
To fight the largest monsters is his doom
And none but Death is there to keep the score
He’s fighting not for clan or hearth or home
But purging stains his honour can’t ignore
And though the love of kinfolk in him blooms
He’ll never more see welcome at their door
The bravest of them all who stands so fast
Fears every shameful breath except his last
Quirkworthy 
I am quite impressed with that. That is very cool. I tried to write a sonnet once as part of my school work. I found it quite difficult. I didn’t know you had an interest in poetry. You are a man of many talents.
Thanks redfox.
It’s amazing to think that a naked dwarf with a mohawkl could inspire this.
Isn’t this hobby wonderful?
Absolutely 🙂
i have all the troll slayer books, really enjoyed them all. Nice one jake.