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Post by lili on Jul 23, 2009 19:19:31 GMT -5
I’ll sing you a tale Of a brave band of those Who battle together Against many a foe
I am but the smallest Of all our stout crew The glory is theirs And I’ll sing it to you
In Kelvin Hills I lived one hundred years I turn my back to them now I leave without fear
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Post by lili on Jul 30, 2009 19:27:53 GMT -5
Called by King Melkar A random met throng We heard his brave promise How could he be wrong?
Yuriel inspires us In to one fighting band (His skin was quite buzzy When I brushed past his hand).
A Ranger is with us Suspicious of all His eyes flashing danger His enemies will fall!
There’s a Dragonborn, too Quite impressive in size He’s streetwise and sanguine In all, such a prize.
Pelorik is one of us A cleric by trade A calm warm demeanor I’m glad that he stayed.
Then comes the Dwarf Built like a stone hill With an ax and a grin Ready to kill.
Mildrupt (she’s a mad one) Suggested go North Having no other clue For there we set forth.
We hear of a tax So horriblie, it’s true Paid for with eyeballs It scared young Dan blue
Avonthemon took it And closed up the temple The Dwarf and I did guard there And shared a dinner quite simple
To High Priestess Sarah We went with our queries She passed the Truth Ritual But had no good theories
Guards then broke in And oh, what a fight We vanquished them all Not a very nice site.
When the very last sun Sets on my last turnip crop I’ll remember these days When adventure did not stop.
For I saw a real King Joind a brave band Saw horrible evil And for Sarah took my stand.
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Post by lili on Aug 4, 2009 20:14:05 GMT -5
Part 2
Sara gave us presents Since we saved her life Healing gloves for me And Pelorik alike
Avonthemon’s temple We opened with a key Monsters were in there I wanted to flee!
The leader looked different From just any old guy No skin, three skulls And a halo of eyes
There were baby skeletons And hamsters that bit They fell within moments Our magic it hit!
Eyeballs at the alter Three of them, euhhu! A thousand gold pieces For each of them, too
Back to Sara we went All in a hurry She had cleaned up the blood I was shaky and blurry
I did the ritual Of Speak to the Dead The captain didn’t know much Rather blank in his head
In order to question The next shift of guards Draco was Sara I stayed as a bard
I veiled Yriel To look like the Mage The others left for safety Even Sara I did change
The first guard claimed Alcohol he had abused He claimed a hangover But was magically confused
The ranger went missing Where did he move? Maybe he took lessons His aim did improve
We shut up the guards They were not pleased Not much room in there Not even to sneeze
The bartender of The Lizard Head Said guards were not drinking We should have gone to bed!
We staid up all night The Dawn quiet as a mouse A child saw Avonthemon Inside a ware house
We fought the undead Skinwalkers called They tried to hug us I was never more appalled
Our Ranger shot arrows From behind a crate The Dwarf swung his ax This was their true death date
The boy runs in screaming His own hand cuts asunder A trap door is found Where it leads I must wonder
I stand among heroes Me! Just a shore gnome I have earned some true gold To buy a farm and a home
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Post by lili on Aug 25, 2009 19:53:17 GMT -5
Part 3
Peloric attaches The hand to the boy That dagger he used Sure was no toy!
The cleric then visits Sara and Clark Not much was learned The Mange no longer barks
A wizzard joins us With horns on his head! I hid behind Yuriel but there was nothing to dread
The Dwarf we discovered At the the Lizzard Head Completely unconscious And dragged up to bed
Mel, (now with a hat) Gives our bartender a drink While he sees large bunnies I check under the sink
I find nothing evil Hiding out back I scoop up five turnips Out of a sack.
Then in the morning Where was the Ranger? Hanging out at the wear house His habits get stranger
We open the door What a terrible smell! We dueled with monsters And they all fell
Ragged humans All marked with a C Told of a dragon We should go see
The dragon was green And behind all the trouble So she could go free From the mucky old rubble
The dragon promised No more people to eat Most of us believe her And that’s quite a feat
We let her go free Her people she took away What became of them next I cannot say
Our deeds were sung To King Melcor, the blonde He was not pleased much I had to respond
I tried to explain Yuriel butted in Rather insulting He was, Mr. Buzzy Skin
Melcor let us pick out Two new weapons from a pile Our Ranger got a great bow Hel almost did smile
Holding that bow Tight in his grip I thought I heard “my precious” From his mouth slip.
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Post by lili on Sept 2, 2009 19:25:03 GMT -5
Part 4
Xandor (who sings flat) Says Kelavor’s turned weird Something is up there (I bet he can’t grow a beard)
The disenchanted dagger Pelork did give me Now I have two! Mr. Holy Man is he
We earn passage to Alvar By fetching a box And working on board ship Mel looked in, in spite of the lock
We hear of a small boat Seen at the coast Somewhere near Kelavor It’s much smaller than most
The villagers of Kelavor Have fallen on hard times The lack of warfare Brings less business to mines
They are having earthquakes And Druid trouble When they come into trade Their gruff is not subtle
A bartender drags us To his arena underground To fight with a bear We soon had him down
We meet Irk, an Elf Druid (Maybe it was her eyes) Tailom finally opens up Her, he does not despise!
Irk says miners threw rocks At her little sister A Druid is making the earthquakes (I think he wanted to kiss her)
We need a diplomat We send Sara a word To help settle this boundary I hope that she heard
We camp outside The river in site We are attacked By Druid look-a-likes
In the middle of battle They change their looks They are really Rakshasas (I’ve seen them in books)
We won again! Our crew fighting bravely Against those Rakshasas Who were so unsavory
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Post by lili on Sept 22, 2009 18:54:23 GMT -5
Part 5
Our last adventure Is getting blurry What happened when? Who was in a hurry?
One thing I remember We fought at a farm I looked in the house window Our Ranger came to no harm
He bounced off the sofa Leapt to the second story Rolled into a corner Shot arrows quite boldly
Has love for an elf Changed his ways? Before he hid behind crates Perhaps he’s in a love-daze
There was a long discussion That bored me a lot So I picked some corn While the others plot
Mr Buzzy Skin ate his Including the cob! Lovesick,(the Ranger) “not hungry” after that job
Mr Holy Man left With the child foe Will we wait for a week? I don’t know
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Post by lili on Oct 12, 2009 20:42:49 GMT -5
Enough with the ballad. I’ll finish it off later, a hangover keeps me busy enough. That code was a stinky!!!! Mel Scareface is getting to be a good buddy, now that I’m used to his horns. I gave his girlfriend’s healers my turnip juice recipe. The secret is dandelion petals. Mr Holy Man came back looking refreshed. I’m sure Sara was good for him. Lovesick Ranger can turn into a RAT!!!! Pretty useful. I’m on the look out for a new girl elf to introduce him to. Even adventurers need love. I think Mr Buzzy Skin likes me. He only called me an idiot once today.
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Post by lili on Oct 26, 2009 18:01:31 GMT -5
Today, the day of days! Mr Buzzy Skin didn't call me an idiot even once. I had to go into the town council all by myself and lie about why we didn't turn in the coded message right away. I have no idea why we didn't, so it made my story a bit more easy to make up. Then I was excluded from the speak with the dead. No matter, it gave me a chance to sing my best funeral tunes. My favorite is actually Amazing Turnips with all new words. The dead guy didn't have much to say--seems to be a trend. We fought off more bad guys. Getting to be a daily thing.
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Post by lili on Nov 8, 2009 21:18:30 GMT -5
Our Lovesick has left, again. Only this time he left a note about finding who he was looking for…..another elf??? On the rebound, I’d say he has a good chance of being back soon. I miss the way he could turn into a rat. He had a cute nose when he was a rat.
Mr Holy Man went to hang out at the bad guy’s house. The rest of us were drawn to the spot as well. I could see Mr Buzzy Skin skulking in the dark behind me. What is that all about??? I wonder….
We all wound up talking to a guy handing out religious tracts, goes by the name of Elan. He was real interested in the bad guy’s house. He was a bit tongue tied, and nervous but willing enough to join up with us. A big pot of turnip stew back at the inn was in order. We discussed all kinds of ways to get the bad guy out of his house. My idea of veiling all of us as real attractive dancing and singing girls was considered. So I knew I had to get some sleep. One tankard of dark ale and I was sound asleep. I have no idea what the others were up to, but they were all at the bad guy’s house at dawn.
It turned out they just wanted to go in undisguised. Elan gave me the coolest flowers I’ve ever seen!! They move!!! I decorated my armor with them. AND even better, a whole bag of turnips!!!!! It’s probably some sort of thank-you courtesy for me inviting him to join. It’s nice to have another short person around.
Something has gone wrong with Scare Face. He’s using all these foul big city swear words today. Maybe he’s not as nice as I thought. If I ever talked like that back at the farm I’d be assigned privy clean up for a month!! Then the next word would make it double, and no limit.
So, some of us got in the house. Another fight with monsters. I was stuck outside, and just couldn’t hit a thing.
King Pretty Hair showed up and took charge of the bad guy. Held a trial, hung him, but he vanished before he was dead. I’m sure we’ll run into him again. The King demanded an end to war. Brave and Bold. Not just a good head of hair after all.
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Post by lili on Nov 23, 2009 18:59:28 GMT -5
We got a house as a present, and there’s a bedroom just for me!!! A bed my size!! I’ve never had a bed to myself, much less a whole room. I might be scared to sleep there by myself. We had a house warming party for some of Mr. Buzzy skin’s kind. They were kind of stiff, and one of them wants to overthrow the government. I got too drunk to really follow all the conversation, but they made some kind of pact.
We fought of a snake monster that had a whole bunch of heads. It got Mr. Buzzy skin!! Nothing has done that before. Then it got me. I turned into bubbles??? Woke up on a pleasant island that doesn’t know what weapons are. They seem pretty nice here. This might be heaven, but I’m not sure. They think a dragon might take us back home, so it can’t be heaven. Then the dragon got busy so we have to wait for things to quiet down. I think I’ll look for some turnips.
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