Our Guy Fullerton

Our Guy Fullerton
by Merric Blackman

When rivals meet at break of day,
One man stands forth to watch the fray,
With unlined brow and judgment keen,
Athene's friend, the cunning guide:
That's our Guy, we all declare
Master of the rulings fair!

With sun arising, not yet noon,
Tensions mount and calls arise
For knowledge great is needed now.
One man heeds, one man speaks:
That's our Guy, we all declare
Master of the rulings fair!

With sun descending, the rivals pause,
Breath required; yet he remains
Staunch, unbending, controlling yet
The tides that flow, the tides that ebb:
That's our Guy, we all declare
Master of the rulings fair!

When shadows fall, and sight does cloud,
And tired limbs and mind and soul
All wish for rest, yet still he knows
The path ahead, the rulings clear:
That's our Guy, we all declare
Master of the rulings fair!

With battle done, and homeward bound,
One figure stands to bid us hence,
Of him we praise (though ne'er enough)
The man who keeps the game a'right:
That's our Guy, we all declare
Master of the rulings fair!

Cheers!

Merric Blackman

Blog: Merric's Musings; On Twitter: MerricB

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A story for the ages! Now to assume an ornery disposition and have grandchildren so I can spin this yarn by the fire with pipe in hand...
:D

Beware, though. I might just be lulling everybody into a false sense of fairness.

My goal, remember, is to achieve the level of infamy that Skip Williams has... :D
So Merric, now that you're a high level bard (to be able to come up with that) and the bard class seems to be the most hated in D&D, what will you do?

Oh that bard
A merry old soul was he
Smoking his pipeweed
By the sea

Raving tales
Both mad and fair
He spun his yarns
Seemingly from the air

Yet bards were not liked
Nay they were scorned some say
Merric was not safe
Ne'er night or day

A question he pondered
A puzzle if you will
One that dragons sought after
And some do still

Was he to live?
Was he to die?
What folly to be a bard?
Yet stage right comes Guy

Guy Fullerton the name
Mini's bred
Vast knowledge came
From his head

You see he saved that bard
Right and true
All Mini's fans rejoiced
And you can too

:D

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My goal, remember, is to achieve the level of infamy that Skip Williams has... :D

Skip? Why not as infamous as BethMo?
I want to be accused of using highly addictive substances while making rulings.
:D

Beware, though. I might just be lulling everybody into a false sense of fairness.

My goal, remember, is to achieve the level of infamy that Skip Williams has... :D

Guy wants to become so infamous that the game designers make a mini named after his job title, a mini that serves as little more than a speed bump before rampaging orcs and fire breathing dragons, a mini just like Skip "the Sage" Williams has!
I want to be accused of using highly addictive substances while making rulings.

So you will be inhaling the fumes from a freshly opened pack of Minis while making your rulings, then?

:D

That's my intoxicant of choice!!!
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