Einhar-Themed Talent Competition

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Einhar first hunt - Into the Dark Forest :)

Einhar hunts to much, Einhar need vacation ... and a biger cave.

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My entry! Mostly with the idea of using it as a phone screensaver pic.
The Net that will Capture the Gods!

Updated since first posted.

Part 1: Einhar’s Glory

Einhar, Einhar our bestial friend,
To you, huntsman, I greetings send;
I write this day with pen in hand
From a ruined desk in Wraeclast land
I’m tucked away in Sunspire glory
Well focused now on Einhar’s story
Of how a man has tamed the beasts
And lived to tell, to say the least;
Behind the mask of black and beak
Within the eyes, it’s the man we seek:
A hunter brave and ill equipped
We seek to capture in manuscript.

Brave keeper of the beasts we take,
The meals we cook and things we make,
You wander in among the pens
Feeding normal beasts and mutagens
Prepping all for the time to come
When by magic they become
A needed gem or magic item
That I an Exile can, like Priam,
Fight my war against the gods
In a struggle, against all odds.

In Zana’s realm, when beasts appear
Three four five or six are near,
And there you are with darts in play,
A ranged attack against the beasts we slay;
It’s all around the map you run,
Killing monsters just for fun
And seeking targets as your quarry,
If I kill too slowly, for that I’m sorry;
But I just melee with ax in hand
And close to death I must stand
To swing my blade with cleave and flay
In hopes their blood will drain away
Before their numbers come to count
And I die and one-shot shout—
Shit!

But our tale is happy one
As my beastly capture is almost done,
And to level up I need just three;
More new ones soon, I hope to see.

Einhar, Einhar our bestial friend,
I will bring this now to its end,
And offer thanks beyond all reason,
And say goodbye ‘til hunting season.

Part 2: the Hunt

The Dark Forest is an awful place
With creepy crawlies in every space,
It’s hard to see and hard to run
With dark passages most do shun;
But variety was on our mind
And the RNG was most kind:
100 plus, red rings, and frags,
Our hope was for more that stags;
Einhar attended and his aim was clear
At every killing he would be near,
And cast his net when the beasts were done,
And all about the blood did run.

The Hairy Bonecruncher first appeared
In a grove of trees the portal near;
His pack of followers smelling dinner
Advanced upon this Wraeclast sinner;
I stood transfixed and oh so steady,
Twin Soul Takers at the ready
To slice and dice the evil doer,
And add one more to the campfire skewer.
Einhar dashed round about
With crossbow firings and funny shouts;
There is no running from such a beast,
If I don’t kill, he will feast;
I must stand my ground and wield unending,
Slipping blades past his defending,
Slicing veins to make a bloody mess
As Einhar’s bolts also transgress.
Before the beastly soul departs,
Einhar does his capture part,
A magic net surrounds our foe,
“You are captured beast, stupidido!”

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I made a picture of Einhar using 8400 pieces of paper

"EINHAR THE FLOWER CHILD"

My Entry. Thought that would be fun to make a beast last whisper pov.