Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170222205200/@comment-25828117-20170325173302

William sighed. He knew thanks to his incredibly memory, a skill that had been useful throughout his entire life. But he loathed the fact he had to play along with this ridiculous fairy tale.

So without any of the intonation that Kheiro brought with the performance William recited the quote verbatem:

Four men come to the Emerald City,

One made of tin, a warrior with no heart,

One made of straw, a scarecrow with no mind,

One made up in lion’s skin, a coward with no spine,

And one a horse, a color different than the rest,

 

Four men come to the Emerald City,

To right the past wrongs and the cutting of hope,

To protect those of a just cause,

To rightly set themselves above kings,

And to broker power among gods,

 

Four men come to the Emerald City,

And there four will lay.