Salem

Are you still using low purity knives for butchering? Do your food recipes look like **** because of low purity? Wondering how you will ever acquire a high purity knife? The tribe has a proposition for the Salem community. All you need to do is create a poem 8-12 lines that references the tribe. Your reward will be: a positive poem 50% discount or a negative poem 25% discount off the selling price of 2000s for a knife.

Post your poem in this thread to be eligible. Once you poem is posted, the tribe will determine what your discount will be then pm you with the final price. Remember the tribe has the highest purity knives on the server at 80%+

the tribe sells knives 80%
but I don't wanna spend a cent

cause I haven't yet figured it out
I only cook Tigerkraut

oh nuts...

Neither beaver nor deer,
my current blade fear.
I wish someone would sell,
a knife sharp as hell.
To a price more inline,
with a hermits decline.
I hear the tribe offers chance,
for me my biles to enhance.
If I play my cards right,
take poetry to new height.
Both beaver and deer,
will shed many a tear.

I wondered for a while if I would answer there,
but...
Your idea made me smile so you deserve my care.

Shall you limit your thread to customers ?
Talking about Tribe can concern others.

I admit that I would love to see some Tribal
Contributing in here since it's not a contest
Some people like Tylan, PmP or Trenial,
Who are all able to please the eyes of your guests.

Do not bother to check what my discount could be
My humble submition was only for pleasure
Because as long as it will mean
Helping a cause I don't fit in
I will not spend a single silver coin for sure
In your blood-stained purses. No, not the smallest fee...

The dead tribe quietly cooks the Pilgrim.
O, adventure!
The deer dies like a small Salemite.

Where is the dead Salemite?
All bears butcher sunny, rough forests.

Courage, love, and life.
Never cook a knife.

Tribes rise!
Never butcher a rabbit.
Where is the dead sea?

Give me that knife..
FOR FREE !!

(made with Poem Generator)

And this is
good old Salem,
The home of the
Tribe and the Gods,
Where tears are
Loved to be reaped,
And Noobs
Are banned by the Mods.

Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

With a rusty rake,

The tribe's gon' rape you.


*bows*

Knives carved of brimstone
Ore from the very depths of hell
Limited offer

Buy now and get a
Complementary title
Tribal Warfunder


I also am only doing this for the sake of seeing more bad poetry on the forums, as a change from all the usual raging at one another No discount needed, won't be spending a dime on those. Rather spend the money on glass beadworks to get ore of my own.

Poem no.1

The tribe
Such ******
Like little maggots
They wink
Then they think
They are the best
Than all of the rest
Oh but how silly of thy!
All they do is fry
Fry little noobies
In a pan full of rubbies.
Reach some of us they cant
With their silly rant.
Oh how funny they are
Wanting something so far
Wanting to be
What they never can,
The ruler of what is
A beautiful Salem...

Poem no.2

Die in a fire.

Edit: I should be a writer!

One, two, three, four,
The Tribe are knocking at your door.
Five, six, seven, eight,
Should have learned to lock your gate.

You thought it wise to strut and crow,
To come an' speak your mind.
But caution sir, that was not wise,
The Tribe now comes to find.

Eight, seven, six, five.
You missed your chance to stay alive.
Four, three, two, one,
Just close your eyes, your time is done.