WFRP Dooms


Briny waters are poison to thy tongue
Katya's eye and vanity shalt speed thee to death.
Heed not the smith, in his artifice lies thy doom.
Thou shalt sup from the cup of corruption.
Briny waters are poison to thy tongue
The raven answers to Verena's call, yea, but Her scales are weighted.
Ulric's cold hand shall lead thee to Morr.
Thy end is not the end!
Beasts of the field have eyes for thee.
In thy surest moment, thou shalt fail.