Poetry

And lo from the heavens would come
a shower of reddish gold from the tail of a star
to make its way to crown the head of a singular magess
upon opening her eyes would reveal the song of spring
green and again gold to twine and entrance
Is she of the Light or is she Darkness born
in her time she would encompass these powers
yet in her actions hidden would the truth be revealed
how could one so loved by the Elements choose either side indeed
shadowy her actions despite bold nature this elegant spider
In her web of information and counter plots
more hidden to her than shall ever be revealed
beauty embraced by magic and exalted power
is it greed that drives her or something else
no one knows her depths … perhaps not even she

M.H. 2003

Quotes about Kerrinne

“Manipulation is a dying art, of days past.
Though, I must confess, The Painted Queen does endear me with a sense of pride.
The question remains: Who is teaching who?…
I leave that to the gossip tree to resolve.”
- Cardinal Anubis Nim -

Quotes by Kerrinne

I don’t have a problem with those who disagree with me. I have a problem with those who don’t have the backbone to disagree with me.

If you’re wondering what just happened, I’ve already gotten what I wanted from you.

Age hasn’t dulled your butter knives any, I see.

I might be worried if he had half a brain for me to worry about.

You’re as worthless as a Salvasti.

Wait a minute here…Captain Bargain.  What does ‘slave duty’ entail exactly?

Though I heard your Viceroy bolted out the door as if she were on fire.  Oh..wait…::a slow toothy grin:: she was!

If you’ll excuse me, I have more important peons to crush today.

Varick, look a naked woman! ::steals one of his rooks off the chess board::

I never kiss on my first fight, Cicero.

I like you about as well as I like anyone else. I mean — I am in the same room with you, and you are still alive.

I wasn’t born this arrogant. I’ve worked quite hard to become it.

Don’t hate me because I’m beautiful.

If virgins were a commodity, RhyDin would be destitute.

Your whole body trembles, and your eyes widen with anticipation and elation. What are you looking at me like that for? Haven’t you ever ridden in a space shuttle?

I prefer to avoid lamp post wielding immortals, actually. It’s a sanity issue.

Being a Guild Commander is like being married. You do a lot of work, invest in a lot of time and emotion, and in return you get a lot of bitching only for those people to leave you in the end.

To understand what the Underground is completely is to be me or to be dead. You are neither…yet.

No one is laughing. Perhaps it is not your calling to tell jokes. ::shrug:: Or maybe you’re just not funny.

If I had a coin for every time he said that, I’d be rich. Wait. I am rich. ::laughs::

Because of me, the MacMillan family motto should actually read we sucker the distressed instead of we learn to succor the distressed.

If he’s not cheap and disposable, I’m not hiring him for any jobs.

The only thing worse than a tavern full of immortals is having to be in there with them.

I’ll write myself a note to hate you later when I have time.

Is that a fingernail in my elf ear pie? I do hope it’s well manicured and cleaned.

I’ll tell you what I think about that after I get this damn corset dress off. Currently, I can’t breathe in it, never mind think.

There is nothing better than money except maybe running a sword through a live elf.

I wonder if breathing doesn’t get you excited.

If there was any sin worth committing, it would only be worth doing it with Jagger.

If at first you don’t succeed, you better have your escape routes well plotted.

Killing people is like being addicted to a drug. The longer you do it, the more kills you have to make to get the same rush.

Why, I’m not angry with you. I was already plotting your death this morning.

No matter what puppets I put in charge, I will always be the real leader of the Underground.

You could take me down in a coup de tat, but then who would protect you? I *am* the best at what I do. What I do is to your benefit as much as my own. That is a good thing for you to remember.

I’m so pissed, that right now I might just pretend you’re Cruel Goblin and run you through with my fork.

Who needs enemies when you have cousins and sisters?

I don’t think I am better than everyone else. It’s a fact not an opinion.

The two men I loved the most over the years, Vois and Jagger, both deserted me willingly. What do you think that says about me?

Well…that’s very thoughtful of you, Cruel. I’ll be sure to put you on my Christmas card list next year.

He went and got himself killed. ::sigh:: I suppose the Brotherhood members will actually want me to do something about it. Do you think anyone would notice if I left him dead? After all, anyone stupid enough to disobey my direct orders deserves to be dead. Isn’t that equivalent to being a traitor?

Go ahead and send a complaint in to the Mayor. RhyDin’s so tightly wound around my pinky finger, you’d have to wait a good twenty years after my death for it to rot off before you had any hold of this town.

Why I am shocked that you think I would be involved in some conspiracy to take over this council! If I didn’t know better, I’d believe that you must think me to be a conniving, power-hungry woman. ::disdainful snort::

All the world is a stage, and all of you are here solely for my entertainment.

Brandy is the salvation of my soul. Any sins I commit, brandy washes clean overnight.

…then turned her attention to Cicero as he greeted all.  “Damn, I forgot my boots.”

I said that?  How incredibly witty of me.

When it comes to romance, I have two revolving doors just in case one jams.

Marriages?  Besel’s still ahead of me, but I am catching up.  By the way, do you count marrying the same man more than once?