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Ok I wanted to start this folder for awhile I know a lot bards dont have really big songbooks for concerts. I think it would be nice to post songs here to share. Of course if you use anothers song from the folder please remember that it is proper to give credit to that person. ie... Kortny announces "Sould of the people " by Kortny Horselords... enjoy :> Reply |
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"Soul of the people" by Kortny Horselords When the taverns lie dark and quiet When the childeren no longer sing When the kings subjects are close to riot And you never hear a harps note ring When life's drugery has no joy And the people are without a soul When we all are the dark gods toys And when the enemies of this land take their toll Who guards the people's soul And brings a smile to every face? Who can topple down a Kings flag from a pole And is welcomed by every race? Where have the Bards all gone Who will keep the Kings in their place Who will raise up a hero with a song Who will lead the lasses on a merry chase Because the value of a Bard Is tied to his duty you see Which is true from Therens Keep to Shard For they must heed the people's plea So the next time A note of music you hear Take joy in the fact that this world it does bind And remember to always hold the music dear for all time Reply |
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I have tried to teach this song to as many people would listen, thank you for providing this public song book, Kortny. The Mushroom Song by Dreamheart Delaevan Do not touch the mushrooms When you find them under ground. They are green and glowing And they look so plump and round! But certain death awaits you If you touch them, if you do! Call a cleric with a spoon, Your corpse will soon be only ooze. Reply |
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I'll be glad to post the music to my opera.....as soon as it's done <grins> Drayeath Reply |
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"The Life of the Dance" by Kortny Horselords "I was born to the sound of a screaming cry, But I will dance till the day I die. Ever since I heard my first lullabye, I couldnt just let my feet lie." Chorus "Dance, dance, everyone dance! Come on, join in the romance! Come on, tap your feet! Come on, get off your seat!" "When I was only three, A bard came and sang for me. With halting steps, I began to sway, And I did not stop dancing all that day." Chorus "Dance, dance, everyone dance! Come on, join in the romance! Come on, tap your feet! Come on, get off your seat!" When I finally reached the age of eight till after dinner I could hardly wait. For my family would move the table and chairs and haul out their bardic wares. Chorus "Dance, dance, everyone dance! Come on, join in the romance! Come on, tap your feet! Come on, get off your seat!" "Then I hit the age of thirteen And the prettiest girl I had ever seen Was swaying to the music. Oh wow, that did make me lose it." Chorus "Dance, dance, everyone dance! Come on, join in the romance! Come on, tap your feet! Come on, get off your seat!" "Well I just turned twenty this day, And that pretty girl has had her say. Now I am all dressed up in my best, As we start the first dance, at our wedding fest." Chorus "Dance, dance, everyone dance! Come on, join in the romance! Come on, tap your feet! Come on, get off your seat!" "Well music does warm our home today, Because a sweet baby in a cradle does lay. And as I sing softly, she moves her feet, To the rhythm of an unseen beat." Chorus "Dance, dance, everyone dance! Come on, join in the romance! Come on, tap your feet! Come on, get off your seat!" "A young lad won my daughter's hand today, My daughter would never leave if I had my say. But my daughter looked me right in the eye, And these words she whispered as said goodbye." Chorus "Dance, dance, everyone dance! Come on, join in the romance! Come on, tap your feet! Come on, get off your seat!" "And I guess when I die, After my last friend has said goodbye, The chapel bell will give a ring, And a ghostly voice will softly sing." Chorus "Dance, dance, everyone dance! Come on, join in the romance! Come on, tap your feet! Come on, get off your seat!" Reply |
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Nice Kortny!
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Well friends, since I don't see many of you, I thought I'd share a few of my songs with you (and with anyone else who'd care to listen). Besides, I think Isah is getting tired of hearing me sing the same songs over and over, so I don't sing as much as I used to. <grin> Please, sing these songs with my blessings. I can usually draw a tip, and just between you and me - they're great for your vocals. <wink> - Manawydan Custennin, Elven Bard Sleep My Love: by Manawydan Custennin Her mother sang to her at night When darkness filled the air And monsters green with sharpened teeth Were creeping everwhere She sang to her and held her tight So nothing she would fear And sleep would come on feathered wings Of the words that she would hear.... Sleep my love, and close your eyes The time for rest has come You've danced the dance and sang the song But now the day is done So drift away on tides of night Let the moonlight be your guide And know that as you find your dreams My love is by your side She grew to be a lovely rose The sunlight of the dawn And so he sang sweet words to her And called her his fair swan By and by the two were wed And on their wedding night He held her close and sang these words As their love took flight.... Sleep my love, and close your eyes The time for rest has come You've danced the dance and sang the song But now the day is done So drift away on tides of night Let the moonlight be your guide And know that as you find your dreams My love is by your side A giggle, laugh, and rosey cheeks She wept with tears of joy For in her arms she held her dreams A lovely newborn boy And as his lids drew slowly shut She'd kiss so soft his brow And sing to him a tender song As the sun went down.... Sleep my love, and close your eyes The time for rest has come You've danced the dance and sang the song But now the day is done So drift away on tides of night Let the moonlight be your guide And know that as you find your dreams My love is by your side As she lay, she looked to see Her friends and family close With teary eyes they said goodbye To this wilting rose And to her mouth there crept a smile Of her joyous memories past And she heard a voice sing unto her As she breathed her last.... Sleep my love, and close your eyes The time for rest has come You've danced the dance and sang the song But now the day is done So drift away on tides of night Let the moonlight be your guide And know that as you find your dreams Our love is by your side.... Gods Favor Your Song, Manawydan Reply |
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Roll the Die: by Manawydan Custennin There was a man who loved to dance And sing the nights away He'd drink and laugh and kiss the maids Though none would ever stay But even more he loved to play A dicing game of chance He'd lay his gold with all the rest And rob them of their pants Roll the die and seal your fate! He's bound to win again Surely Luck is by his side His old and longtime friend! Every night he'd take the game And fill his purse with gold He'd smile and buy them all a drink They'd glare at him, so cold! Every night he'd take the game And soon his smile grew smug And all who lost would curse at him Vile thief! or Blackguard thug! Roll the die and seal your fate The b------'s (*) won again! Oh look, he's taken all our gold My patience wears so thin! Again he'd won, the night was his He'd taken all their gold But then a lass came through the door Her smile so soft yet bold 'They tell me so, a man near here Whose luck is solid rock I'd challenge him, this man of wealth And knock him off his block!' Roll the die and seal your fate Well, look what's staggered in! She looks as though she knows just how To play his game and win And so he rose to meet her gaze A piercing stare of green He went to her and kissed her hand And leered at things unseen 'Yes my love, I'll place my bet I'll wager all I've got! And if I win a night with me You'll spend upon my cot! Roll the die and seal your fate! Oh lass, you know he'll win! So walk along and leave him be With his sagging chin The rules were lain and how it went This game of wagered gold Whoever rolled the lowest mark The victory would hold The man went first and threw the die Across the tavern floor And up it came - a single pip! She'd not win now for sure! Roll the die and seal your fate! No way she'll ever win! He's rolled himself the lowest low He's beaten us again! He laughed and bent to take the die Then tossed it back to her She nodded curt and grined so sly Straight at that drunken cur In a blink the die was cast He thought he'd make the gain But Gods above! A wonderous thing! The die was split in twain! Roll the die and seal your fate! We'll not see that again! The die is split, it's insides blank A zero - that beats him! He dropped his jaw and worked his mouth He lost his shattered pride She took his purse, she took his gold She took his shattered pride And so the man who loved to sing And play his game of chance Was left with no more purse of gold - Was left without his pants! Roll the die and seal your fate! Take heed lest you should win Just take your gold and move along Or lose your pants, like him! *(I wasn't sure posting this little word would be apropriate, so I'll give you a clue - illigetimate child. If you don't know what it is now, just find me and ask. <grin>) Gods Favor Your Song, Manawydan Reply |
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Oh, ick. Those songs just don't look the way I planned. Oh well, I think you can figure out where the lines in that mess are. <grin> - Manawydan Reply |
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Great songs Manawydan, one made me teary, the other made me laugh, a true mark of a great Bard Song! Thanks fer sharing... Sallyanne
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since so many people are having problems formatting lines with the message boards, here is a test of different ways to force line feeds. this is a line written with a single return after the period. this is a single return after the previous period. this is a space then return after the previous line. this is a double return after the previous line. this is a triple return after the previous line this is a return then a space. this is a return and 2 spaces. this is a double return and 2 spaces. > this is a double return, a right arrow and 3 spaces. {continued next post} Reply |
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ok for the results of the test posting: Single returns usually are replaced by a space, even if a space precedes the return. Double and Triple returns work like formated. A space after the return forces the return for single line spacing. So to format a song, use a space at the beginning of each line and it should come out they way you want, or use double and triple returns. Hope this helps, Lorado Ashfell Reply |
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Well, I have a few songs hidden somewhere on me <winks>...so I thought maybe I'd give it a shot and post one. It's actually more of a poem, and it's rather short, but of course, feel free to sing/recite it any time. "To Where?" by Serienna Alypsen. Why work to get anywhere? Why strain and push and pull one's hair? Why take the train from here to there? To where? The world is filled with people trying, Spilling over with strife, and lying, Working, moving, bustling, buying, To where? What is the key? How can we know? In this blinding fast world we are too slow, And all these pausing questions go To where? What is the answer? No one does know. We're far too busy putting on our show, And no one can stop the endless flow Of pushing, shoving, Hating, loving, Clawing, struggling, Acting, juggling, On and on and on and on To where? *Oh, author's note: I realize that <gasps> I mentioned a train in this, which I have done for my own reasons, and while I don't think it too farfetched for Elanthia to have developed enough primitive technology for there to be some sort of train somewhere in the entire world, I won't be offended if it were changed to, say, trip, which should work fine :). Oh, and if I messed up on the format of this, please forgive me, and I'll try to get it right if I post another one. Other than that, thank you for taking the time to read this and again feel free to use it whenever you would like. ~Serienna Alypsen, Queen of the Turnips Reply |
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::waves of applause inundate the guild in response to Serienna's song:: Lisae Valentyn, Princess of Turnips Reply |
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<blushes beet red><smiles fondly at her dear friend and fellow turnip lover, Lisae> Thank you so much! I think everyone likes a little appreciation now and then. Which reminds me! I forgot to mention when I was posting my song that I think this folder is a wonderful idea, and everyone should post all their favorite songs on here <hint, hint: Silly Kobold Song?>, and add all the other ones posted here to their own song books, as I know I'm doing! And I think we've had some really great songs on here so far, so everyone keep up the good work! <smiles and wanders off, absently petting her turnip as she jots down all her new songs>. ~Serienna Alypsen, song lover and Queen of the Turnips Reply |
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<<...everyone should post all their favorite songs on here <hint, hint: Silly Kobold Song?>,>> Okay, Wyrdscope... you have exactly three days to inflict the Silly Kobold Song upon the ears of these poor listening bards before I bypass the formalities and do it for you. ;) Nynis Reply |
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As everyone knows, the Silly Kobold Song, a masterful work of art, is not a song that can be sung solo. As Elanthia's first campfire song, it must be sung by a group. Therefore, we shall have to do this in a round. Here I submit the first verse, and will sing the chorus by myself, after the second verse, I will need a rousing chorus from a listening bard, and will not post the third until I hear it! The Silly Kobold Song Verse: A silly little Kobold in the first of Spring Came near to me and begged to sing She snuck around my shoulders and all around my head And whispered in my ears, and heres the things she said: Chorus: Oodinay oodinay oodelee oodelee ooo Oodinay oodinay I--Love--You Verse: The next thing this Kobold did was sneak into my arms She worked her little magic and she worked her little charms She danced all around me and as she danced she sang Her words flowed freely and this is how they came: CHORUS! Reply |
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Aww... does it have to be a listening *bard*? Just because I can't sing worth a wooden Kronar doesn't give you the right to discriminate! I demand equal consideration to sing the Silly Kobold Song!
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I don't know, no one else is chiming in... perhaps I might have to settle for what I can get... Wyrd Reply |
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::faintly mumbles something that sounds like Oodinay oodinay oodelee oodelee ooo Oodinay oodinay I--Love--You:: Reply |
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::Grins:: Then my little darling, then my little pride Hugged me very closely and pulled me to her side She said she'd never leave me and when I asked her why She shouted out those words again and this was her cry: CHORUS! Reply |
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::shriek!:: ::burns this topic to the ground:: ::vindictively stamps out the flames:: For the love of all the gods in the heavens, spare us the Kobold Song! ::cackle:: Agraynel Reply |
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Well you seem to be safe, no one is replying anyway... Wyrd Reply |
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Ahem... ::clears her throat and looks around nervously:: ::sings rather badly:: Oodinay oodinay oodelee oodelee ooo Oodinay oodinay I--Love--You Well hey, now you know why Silvy turned me down flat for entry to the guild! Reply |
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Yes - that's the reason. <grin>
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::stumbles in late::: ::falls out laughing::: ooodinaay! A. Reply |
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Don't you hate it when you think you're finally safe, but then: My silly little Kobold, when spring was finally gone Left me in the forest, ending her song But when again the snows melted and new grasses grew I heard a little Kobold, and then I sang it too! Wyrdscope, on parole from Greece Reply |
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::Fellishan leaps to his feet, his eyes glittering madly and belts out the tune - "Oodinay oodinay oodelee oodelee ooo Oodinay oodinay I--Love--You" I a rumbling bass voice that can be heard in the next topic:: Reply |
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Well the reason I origonaly started this folder was to allow a place for songs to be displayed. This would allow new bards to have a source of songs to sing and not be limited to the 19 scroll songs. Also it would allow other bards to take advantage of some of the nicer songs already written to enhance their performances/concerts. Kortny... Reply |
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Well, Kortny, I have always thought this folder a wonderful idea... if a disappointment. I had thought there would be more interest in posting songs here. Mayhap it is not a large enough folder to be noticed? I suppose this could be fixed easily enough by posting on some of the more popular topics and pointing people this way...Not to mention those who do read this topic should consider actually posting a few songs to get the ball rolling. I did myself a while ago, but I think I'll post another one now, maybe that will help a little, eh? Oh, and one more thing...it is a bit discouraging that the message boards don't seem to like our song formats. We may have to play around a little bit and see what we come up with as far as a readable format that looks somewhat like a song...I know when I posted before it stuck all mine together in one long clump instead of separating the lines, and that isn't easy to read. Well, anyway, enough babbling, let me pick out a song and try to make it work. Oh, here's a nice little one I wrote one day as a spontaneous tribute to my turnip. It's not my best work, but it has feeling behind it, and it's short, which means that if I mess up on the format it won't be too bad or take up too much space. <giggles> Enough talking out of me! Here it is... An Ode to Turnip, by Serienna Alypsen Ahh, the sweet and juicy turnip,; Your flesh I love to bite,; My preciouses are so very tasty,; I eat them day and night! The paleness of your skin so sweet,; That taste fresh from the mart,; How I love everything about you,; So much it warms my heart! Oh, my large and lovable turnip,; I hold you to me so very dear,; I never will know how I survived,; When I didn't have a turnip near! There...I hope I did it right...<prays she did, and that if she didn't everyone will forgive her>. I'll stop taking up your space now, and be off. Good luck and good singing! And don't be afraid to post here! ~Serienna Alypsen, Queen of the Turnips and avid song lover (not to mention turnip lover) Reply |
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If you want to post a message in a single spaced format, you have to put a space before every new line. For instance: There was a Board Monitor named Scythis Who had a terrible crisis The boards were a mess No one would confess Who had such off-topic vices. [No comments, that's why I'm not a bard] After each line I hit enter, and before each new line I placed a space. Scythis Reply |
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Scythis is the monitor of boards And it's over our posts, that he pores As he considers each subject. It's not our place to object 'Cause his poetry's the cause of such snores. Unfortunately, this song will never see the light of day because, as history teaches us, a facsict dictator such as Scythis will never allow subversive art to exist Heheheh. (this post is unsigned to protect the writer) (I feel like Salman Rushdie) Reply |
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Alright then guildmates. You want to know what the current news be? Then sample me song, fer as sure as the sun shines it won't be current news fer long. - new tidings becomes old news right quick. "Can you blind the eyes of unbelievers? Can you seek to fool grand deceivers? Some have tried namely moon mage schemers Bringing death and destruction to fellow dreamers" "Seeress Amiss, student of Demosel Entranced in vision, caught up in its spell Saw a staff of power, evil and rare Lying in state in its Dark Hand lair" "Amiss quested forth to find it there To pluck up the staff and its evil ensnare To the Dark Hand land of power and magic She undertook a task both bold and tragic" "For Adan'f did guard their treasure grand Basking in the staffs power, under its evil command Amiss undaunted disciple to the weaver of fate Took her own council and stopped not to wait" "The Adan'f cold and mechanical foes At discovering the staff lost rose to maniacal throes Ordering their allies a commission did give To seek and find who their staff was now with." "Amiss returned to The Crossing with magical stealth Seeking to dispatch this great magical wealth They studied the staff, its evil to undo Focusing upon its secrets, to find what is true" "They sensed the staff return their stare Felt it yearn to return to its Adan'f lair For the Adan'f are captive to their dark land Are bound to the place known as Dark Hand" "Angered and wrathful in their cold soulless way Adan'f thought to bring the staff back to their sway They employed minions and creatures of fearsome power To seek out the staff and their foes to devour" "Mages of shadow and Blood warriors dire Exacted the retribution at their masters desire Shard and the Middens fell to their wroth Nightmarish magic and blades killing off" "An emissary of sorts of dawarven stock Sort the secret of the staffs whereabouts to unlock For his pains the staffs captor he did find With intriguing diplomacy Amiss' heart he inclined" (Fellishan pauses his singing for a moment and looks at about with a troubled expression.) Fellishan quietly says, "The rest I am unsure of - that is, I'm unsure of the wisdom of revealing what I know. I do not want to endanger anyone with the news I sing.... Anyhap. on with the song, you can tell me your opinion later." "Amiss and adventurers brought their wits to bare The attention of the Adan'f with trickery snare Of the staff a duplicate was made in fine illusion The true staff born to safety away in grand delusion" "To the Dark Hand went the adventuring band With the dwarf and illusion firmly in hand To taunt the Adan'f with the false staff as prize Seeking the Adan'f intents and their purpose realise" "Yet Amiss the moon mage titled Fateweaver Fell to the blows of the false staff retriever The illusion now lost to an unseen foe We await the unseen to come to know" "When a conjurer tricks with grand delusion Who can see through to the grand conclusion? When layer upon layer of deceit finally unfold Who in the Realms will the real staff hold?" "Think not who and wonder not why Leave the future to those who study the sky Yet be warned of events and of the Adan'fs ire Lest all be burned in their vengeance born fire" (Fellishan bows with a flourish) Reply |
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>>Scythis is the monitor of boards And it's over our posts, that he pores As he considers each subject. It's not our place to object 'Cause his poetry's the cause of such snores. Unfortunately, this song will never see the light of day because, as history teaches us, a facsict dictator such as Scythis will never allow subversive art to exist<< Not me! I don't have anything to do with this board, I just read it. I'm in charge of keeping the Thieves in line. <shudder> Scythis Reply |
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Someone told me there is a song out there that was about a Gor'Tog and every stanza ended in "Shut up or I'll crush your head" or something along those lines. I really want to hear this song! If anyone is or knows the author, please please please post it here! Lkhyna Reply |
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"Someone told me there is a song out there that was about a Gor'Tog and every stanza ended in "Shut up or I'll crush your head" or something along those lines. I really want to hear this song! If anyone is or knows the author, please please please post it here!" That was a song of Darkel's....not sure if he passed it on to anyone before he left. I fondly remember the song and the "Shut up or I crush you head!" line. Devin (player of Therrilliar) Reply |
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Shhlek was a brand new bard Who found reading the boards quite hard The silly kobold song got him confused The board monitor title Schythis refused So Shhlek ran to Haven, By the light of the Raven Where he's playing for tips to pay for his trips Now Shhlek' on the barg, quite a gambler And this song is too long, he's a rambler So I'll wrap it all up by saying to you Oodinay oodinay oodinay ooh. ::blushes:: ::bows awkwardly::stumbles:: ::orders some brandy:: Reply |
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Any kind souls care ta post some of the normal wedding songs? I been asked ta perform at a friends weddin and besides writin a song she just wanted some of the normal ones to sing before the ceremony. Thanks Fig Reply |
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aye, I remember singing the chorus to this song a number of times, but it was bop yer head, not crush, and there was always a whole lotta bopping going on while we sang it... (well, you know us, so you can just imagine...) -Dewsong de Rosa Reply |
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well, I don't have the traditional stuff scribed with me right now, but here's a de Rosa original, I originaly wrote it for a couple high school friends of mine that were getting married, but I modified it for Githarial and Briezy's wedding, and have sung it at a number of others. It starts out a little somber, but, well, ye'll just have to judge it for yourselves... A Wedding Wish, by Dewsong de Rosa (Chris Miller) Time runs like a deer fleeting from shadow to beauty to darkness once more Time runs on and on runs from itself runs from us all Time runs in circles wikedly chasing and chased by the memories. A lifetime ago I thought I could see the futre in her eyes. But I was a blind man searching that dark room for a red, red rose . It was never there. I'm so glad ye two have found it. Most of the rest of us will spend our lives searching knowing yet never learning this simplest of truths: The only way to find it is to give it away. Never forget, Never forget what ye know right now. Ye are. Love is. And life is good. This is a song that changes every now and then, I personalise each wedding with a different verse... -Dewsong Reply |
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Lets see how well this formats... my posts have looked a little funky in the past. If this turns into a complete hodge-podge, email me at drsunnie@aol.com for a copy. :) Send me feedback? I realise this a real dramatization, but if we put down everything that happened we'd have a ballad that would take a year to sing. ::hugs all her guildsibs:: -Sunnie Out of the darkest hour of the night they came, To steal our lives and defile our holy shrines. These fylgja gave us no clue why they would invade, Just 'Emuin' on their lips and hate in their eyes. Invasions we've had before but this one hit hard, For fear spells would bind us fast with each of their cries. In these times of strife and in the depths of our need, For our weapons were useless against these undead, There appears among us a cleric from far seas. Emuin was his name, and this news filled us with dread. He acted unknowing of our plight and his crimes, Leaving us more uncertain with each word he said. With his guilt undecided he found a young novice, A bardic prodigy, with visions of war yet to come. Though every note caused him pain without solace, He wooed her with his charms, dark sky to rising sun. Though he acted in control at all times, His heart was slowly melting for Wren's shining one. As they travelled the lands from Theren to Shard, She told him of the despair carried on the winds. For she could see into the depths of his heart, And knew he was the cause of all these invasions. The attacks tapered off, until we could drive them back, For his hold on the dark powers was starting to thin. The kings of the north, spies hidden through every land, Heard this young bard Wren give Emuin this advice. So they set out armies marching across the south, To capture her and force this dark cleric to their side! Seeing them, he took her words in a left-handed way, And sought forgiveness on the road in the starry skies. Enraged that he should escape from them even in death, They conspired among themselves to learn his ways. Not knowing where to start, the set forth to find Wren. Thinking she'd have some clue better than they. Though she remained hidden and warded by spellmasters, She was ripped from them in the broad light of day. The undead have fled with the death of their master, And our cities are once again safe from their harm. Some still wonder if it was us who truly have won, For they see hazy visions of a broken, caged bard. The armies of the north seem to have quieted as well, But be on watch! For them, invading never came very hard. Reply |
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I wrote this song in praise for a great deed done to aid me. It is my policy to write songs blasting those who harm me and praising those who aid me...music should be a bard's most awesome weapon....pardon any spacing or line feed problems It was a fateful day about a week or two ago When the wanderlust came over me and I set out to go So I grabbed my pack and walking stick and headed north a ways 'Til I came upon a mountain covered in a smoky haze And up the mountain slope I climbed unmindful of the path even though I could see all around the signs of mountain's wrath and so it came to pass as I did hug the rocky wall that my foot it slipped and I was plunged into a deadly fall The ground came at me quickly and I landed on me head and at first I thought that I had lived but really I was dead now let me tell you that that lonely place is not the place to die so with the final breath of my own soul I gave out Eillie's Cry CHORUS: Oh...I'll drag yer body down yes I'll drag yer body down I will drag it outta danger Drag it all the way to town Though the way be fraught with peril I will see your body through either none of us will live or we'll come out of this as two I waited for an hour or more...I waited in despair I was starting to believe that no one ever came past there and I wept the tears of dying for my soul would soon depart and I'd lose the tools of music's trade...the basis of my art When through the haze I saw a form climbing up the slope slogging up the rocky scree without a stick without a rope and I thought it was Truffenyi coming finally for me so I said my last rite prayer and prepared for what would be But I tell you twere no goddess that beside my corpse did kneel and I wanted to reach out and to make sure this one was real and as the figure blocked the summer sun from glaring in my eyes I saw it was Tanella and she said to my surprise.... CHORUS: Oh...I'll drag yer body down yes I'll drag yer body down I will drag it outta danger Drag it all the way to town Though the way be fraught with peril I will see your body through either none of us will live or we'll come out of this as two So the bardess grit her teeth and she grabbed me in her hands and I swear I've never seen her like ever in the lands for she dragged me over boulders and she dragged me down the trail and her spirit never flagged and her will it never failed Right down off the mountainside and through the gritty dust did Tanella keep her faithful course and do that which she must With a final gasp of breath she heaved me o'er the battered gate and she dragged me to a healing spot before it were too late I lived to tell this tale, how could it be otherwise? and in thanks I gave to her an opal jewel as a prize for I still this day have never seen a feat so bold and brave and I remember still her kind words as to me she came to save.... CHORUS: Oh...I'll drag yer body down yes I'll drag yer body down I will drag it outta danger Drag it all the way to town Though the way be fraught with peril I will see your body through either none of us will live or we'll come out of this as two FINIS Reply |
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As requested by Sunnie, The first song I've ever written and performed in public "The Man I'll Never Know" by Brezul Bluzerb I see the children playing My son amongst the brood He scowls 'cause he's the villian He must portray the mood They're laughing as they battle Until the war is won He's lying the ground now And then this vision's done He stands now at the altar His armor polished bright His gorgeous bride beside him Of course, she's dressed in white They make a lovely couple As my wife begins to cry The time goes by so quickly I never will know why I now attend his funeral The saddest I have seen But something's out of place here This man is just fourteen I look in wide eyed wonder At mourners who attend These people all are children I recognize his friends This can't be true, I ponder This vision isn't real I stand here so dumbfounded My wife's handclasp I feel And now the daydream's broken As the tears begin to flow For Urrem'tier is holding The man I'll never know Brezul Bluzerb Lover Of Life, Good or Bad Reply |
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Fellow bards, Anyone wishing to memorize this for chorusing to Wren at Sunnie's proposed gathering in the Subterranean Bard Clubhouse is welcome to do so. And feel free to sing it elsewhere if you like...with attribution, of course! Defenders of the Lute Within a hidden, hallowed room We wait here singing in the gloom And hear above the tramp of doom Defenders of the Lute Where bloody hands would seize the Wren Stand valiant maids and worthy men Prepared to die, and die again Defenders of the Lute About the city traitors go Conspiring to placate the foe Defiant heroes tell them, "No!" Defenders of the Lute All in the sewer's endless night Join ranger, healer, bard and knight Sworn comrades in one cause to fight Defenders of the Lute The slaughtered halfling children's wail Arises over Arthe Dale We know our vigil must not fail Defenders of the Lute Like days of yore, when stilled was song Our foe is pitiless and strong Our hearts ache to avenge the wrong Defenders of the Lute With faith that dread can ne'er exhaust We shall stand firm, nor count the cost For if it falls, then all is lost Defenders of the Lute So may its purpose be fulfilled This sacred heirloom of our guild In every birth some blood is spilled Defenders of the Lute If we survive, past hope and fear We pledge to gather once a year Recounting all that happened here Defenders of the Lute Reply |
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This could be another one of those silly silly campfire songs if you want, it's a very silly song I wrote on only two hours of sleep and someone in the guild spiking me drink ::grins stupidly:: Anlise "I was wandering in a garden one day By chance I saw a flower So I reached up and picked it And all of a sudden a beam came from it And I was filled with an amazing power!" CHORUS: "Flower power, flower power That's what they told me I was filled with flower power. Flower power, flower power That's what changed me I was filled with flower power" "So I ran to the road And came upon a ranger Thanks to me, his coon soon had a tail of flowers! I next saw a moon mage;To his surprise, my glee! His moonbeam had turned into a ray of flowers!" "Flower power, flower power That's what they told me I was filled with flower power. Flower power, flower power That's what changed me I was filled with flower power" "So I came upon a field Of goblins and gargoyles And all the hunters around me began to scream. For I had done wonders with my amazing flower power The goblins now all carried rose petals The gargoyles garlands of rosemary!" "Flower power, flower power That's what they told me I was filled with flower power Flower power, flower power That's what changed me I was filled with flower power" "It was soon enough that I ran out of flowers And I looked some more and they were all gone. So I got down on my knees;I cried and weeped For the absence of flower power." "But a comforting voice soon came to me Of my lady, Faenella My goddess, how sweet! She crooned, "Don't cry my precious darling." "For soon it will be spring and flowers will be once again." "So the knowledge she gave me comforted me through the winter And soon enough it was spring. I walked out of the door of my sweet cottage home And soon saw a flower!" "And do you know what? I picked that flower. And once again I had...." "Flower power, flower power That's what they told me I was filled with flower power. Flower power, flower power That's what changed me I was filled with flower power" "Would you like a flower?" Reply |
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I can't stop laughing! That's such a funny song Anlise! ::hugs:: *Shenney* Reply |
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A new website has just opened at Http://members.aol.com/thirdpeach/Suriaah.html it is to be maintained by myself, Suriaah, and has many features such as an area to post songs and stories written by players, a place to post buy sell trade or want ads (for free), a place to post and view players as they are irl, a link spot, all in a role playing style. Please, if you have any links, ads,original writings, or photos, please please send them to me at thirdpeach@aol.com I will be more than happy to entertain them all. I know that the bards are the people to see for the terrific poems and songs we see daily please feel free to send them to me if original. Reply |
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Gathering! August 9th at 9 EST We're again planning another trip to the lute in the sewers to sing to Wren and give her strength that we are indeed still looking for her. Please, come and join us to chorus songs of hope and happiness to her as loud as we can, in hopes that she can hear us! Write your songs, or bring old ones to share, but come join us as we sing! :) We hope that if we get enough Bards together to chorus each song, the sheer power of our voices will reach her, and give her enough strength to reach us once more. -Sunnie and Anlise Reply |
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Dearest guildmates, it do be with mixed feelings that I write you this letter. You see, me singing voice don't be what it once was. I do be mourning the loss of me most versatile instrument. Never-the-less I continue to compose despite not being able to perform the songs I form during me ailment. Recently events have unfolded that have awed and inspired me. That inspiration has born fruit in the song I do list in verse below. Some of you may have heard me try to sing it in full, a thing I did attempt but twice before it pained me overmuch. I am grateful to those who were there and took up the song for themselves where I did leave off. For I do sincerely believe in the sharing of song and knowledge. It is for this reason I write, that more my benefit should they wish. Yours in faith and favour Fellishan Silver-Griffon Bard to the Court of Blackmoore Sometimes truths be spoke in whispers On occasion the gods aren't proud Yes truths were told to avid listeners To the bards that the cavern do crowd She whispered: "Many feathers needs to make a wing, Many voices to form a chorus, Many of faith to form a shield. And provide protection for us "Til one of each be gathered, each race, each altar, each path, Wren will be lost to herself and all And none will escape the wrath" With hearts in mouths the bards did hear, And they did what must be done Each guild, each creed, each and every need Were gathered to honor the one In swift response to their faith and love The gods replied once more A slender messenger sent with slender hope With the wisdom of the gods to pour The Alfar said: "Those that remember be blest, They that recall can hope Each and all should give of their best And by faith and aid you will cope "Each must use their ears, In expectation all must wait For under the sky you'll hear The approaching of your fate" Listen now my listeners Hear what words were said For they that lack attention Will lack for naught when dead Reply |
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Here's one I re-wrote from a favorite of mine. No one lives forever By Paer Jr. <sing> Don't worry too much No point in being sad Ye cannae change the fates But that ain't so bad. <sing> So drink up while ye can Cuz their's a change in the weather Death is upon us.... And we won't live forever!! <chorus> Let's have a party There's a Dragon in the sky The hour is upon us And I dunnae wanna die!! <sing> I'm so merry Drinking all the time While the dragon is spewing death and keeping in Rhyme. <sing> The wyrm cannae get me For I'm as quick as can be But dunnae forget It's all up to fate We won't live forever!! <chorus> Let's have a party There's a Dragon in the sky The hour is upon us And I dunnae wanna die! <sing> Ye think ye have it tough? What about those in the foggy Five sharp blows And they're getting sore and groggy! <sing> I dunna think it's very fair Cold helpless death But it all evens out me friend We won't live forever!! <sing> No one can beat the wyrm at his cruel game Not for very long all the same. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide No time to laugh, no time to cry. <sing> So pour ye an ale while ye still can For any second it may end. And when it's been all said and done Better that we had some fun!! <sing> Instead of hiding in a heap Waiting for this endless sleep Make a toast Down the flagon Curse the fates Spit on the dragon! <chorus> Let's have a party There's a Dragon in the sky The hour is upon us And I dunnae wanna die!! <sing> Cuz remember! You won't! I won't! They won't! We won't! We won't live forever!!!!! Paer Jr (silent J) Paerr Reply |
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For those who kindly requested to learn it. Attribution to the author would be greatly appreciated. BARDIC PRAYER An Invocation to Faenella by Firannion Matrevyn Goddess of the glowing hair Lady, lift my voice Hearken to a bardic prayer Lady, lift my voice CHORUS: Lady, lift my voice aloft Breathe within me strong and soft Sound your music clear and oft Lady, lift my voice Sweet Faenella, guide me still Lady, lift my heart Teach me how to work your will Lady, lift my heart CHORUS: Lady, lift my heart aloft Drum within me strong and soft Sound your music clear and oft Lady, lift my heart Help me use these gifts you sent Lady, lift my soul Let me be your instrument Lady, lift my soul CHORUS: Lady, lift my soul aloft Play within me strong and soft Sound your music clear and oft Lady, lift my soul Reply |
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This is my first real song that somewhat succeeded, so I posted it here. The chorus is good chorused, but ok by yourself if no other bards are around. I recommend recording it both ways. 'Dance the Dance' by Cabriel Dollworth, Partially inspired by 'Life of the Dance' by Korny Horselords There was a lass who loved to dance, In dresses red, so fine. As soon as I saw her swinging around, I knew her heart must be mine. Chorus: Dance the dance, do a jig, Dip, and twirl, and sway! Find someone, and sweep them up, Dance the dance all day! I went, then, to ask a dance, And express my new-found love, To try to express, in less words, My devotion to her, my dove. Chorus: Dance the dance, do a jig, Dip, and twirl, and sway! Find someone, and sweep them up, Dance the dance all day! But when I went, and asked a dance, And she, my love, said yes, I found that a word I could hardly speak, To the lovely maiden in the dress. Chorus: Dance the dance, do a jig, Dip, and twirl, and sway! Find someone, and sweep them up, Dance the dance all day! As we swayed, and danced about, I knew my love would stay, And soon I found she felt the same, For soon was our wedding day. Chorus: Dance the dance, do a jig, Dip, and twirl, and sway! Find someone, and sweep them up, Dance the dance all day! Now our love has spread again, To our new-born baby boy. He will his father's pride. He will be my joy. Chorus: Dance the dance, do a jig, Dip, and twirl, and sway! Find someone, and sweep them up, Dance the dance all day! So if you see the one you know, That one day you will love, Dance with her, and ask her out, And be blessed by the gods above. Chorus: Dance the dance, do a jig, Dip, and twirl, and sway! Find someone, and sweep them up, Dance the dance all day! Reply |
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I posted this over in the cleric folder, but if any bards have a bent towards the religious, I thought you might like to see this too. If you have some works that seem too short for a song scroll, or you think would work better in the mouths of a cleric than as a song -- I would very much enjoy what you would like to send me. Or even if you just like to try your hand at writing a prayer. Regards, Alnilam I have my inks and paints out, and am making parchments again. If you have something you think would be appropriate for a prayer parchment, please don't hesitate to send it to me. I have some new ones drying now -- Thank you Kalira, Alishana, Lathilui, Parthenope, and postumously to Father Risden. Anyone thinking on it, send it now, before I stop up my paints and clean my brushes. :) The address is DR-Alnilam@play.net. Me. Reply |
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Did you get the two I sent you a month or so back, and talked about at the Shard Fest? I never heard anything, and all my notes are on a seperate computer from the one I have to use to get to these boards... -Dewsong (voiclsbard@hotmail.com) Reply |
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I wrote this really neat song and was wondering if i could get it Scrolled or somthing :) i'll post it here so you know or THINK its good or not...Then i'd like to know where i can send it too be scrolled or documented or whatever you Lovly Bard's do with your Music. Have you ever watched kids on a merry go round Or listened to the rain Slapping on the ground? Ever follow a butterfly's erratic flight Or gazed at the sun into the fading night? <chorus>You better slow down Don't Dance so fast Time is short The music won't last Do you run through each day on the fly When you ask "How are you?" do you hear a reply? When the day is done, do you lie in your bed With the next hundred chores running through your head? <chorus> Ever told your child, We'll do it tomorrow And in your haste, not see his sorrow? Ever loose touch Let a good friendship die 'Cause you never had time to call and say "Hi?" <chorus> When you run so fast to get somewhere You miss half the fun of getting there. When you worry and hurry through your day, Its like an unopened gift.... Thrown away.... Life is not a race. Do take it slower Hear the music Before the song is over. ~Kealcie Reply |
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Long ago, before the Bard Guild was restored in the Crossing, the House Scrimm sponsored and underwrote the first Bardic Competition in our time. The winning entry, performed by Keriala, was Hamael's Song, which most of us know already from the Guild-published songs. But the other winning entries were never published as promised. The printer's house burned down, a messenger or two was waylaid by Dragon Priests, and one time, some fine scotch was knocked over by accident and smeared the scrolls into a running cacophany. From manuscripts thought all but lost until recently, I have laboriously transcribed the second, and third place songs, by Imbrielle and Canu, into complete scroll performances which any bard can utilize with their, er, Wizard. If anyone would like to receive these, please send me a messenger (dream@dm.net) and I will return a copy of the scrolls to you, in their original performances. Imbrielle's "Tale of Neithrel" and Canu's "Song of the Dwarves" are both timeless classics and a piece of our bardic history we should be proud to sing for as many people as will listen. The fourth place song in the competion was my "The Night That Rabid Creatures Dwell" which of course, was never lost. Hopefully this public exchange of songs and the performing of them again will break the curse which has prevented them from being published for the past 8 or 9 years. Dreamheart Delaevan Reply |
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This past Sunday I had the honor and pleasure of singing at Ghaladrid and Groph's wedding. Since my song followed those by Therrilliar and Freye (who both gave an incredible performance!) I decided to do something a wee bit different. My song was performed just prior to the reception so I wrote something whimsical and, well, irreverent. Please feel free to use the song if it strikes yer fancy, be ye bard or non-bard. I only request that you credit the author..moi. <grins> PLEASE NOTE: This song should be personalized....simply substitute the wedding couples' names in place of BRIDE or GROOM in the 1st-3rd verses. The song is also written with the intent of having bards joins the CHORUS. "Dewy Petals" OR "Drink Like Fish" By Brealin Forecaster SING tenderly Oh love, have all our dreams come true?; Was it really us who vowed such solemn I do's?; Are these our friends, our family come to wish us well?; <BRIDE peers more closely at the guests>; Or just a bunch of scurrilous neer-do-wells! CHORUS Oooooooooooooooooo; Throw some dewy petals on the wedding couple; Wish them love forever with a wink and chuckle; Then race like Tog's on fire over to the bar; We'll drink like fish until we empty every jar! SING dreamily Oh love, behold the wedding gifts; Did ye ever see such lovely boxes it's sheer bliss!; Pray love, who's that man standing there?; <GROOM rolls his eyes and whispers>; I think he's making off with our wedding flatwear! CHORUS Oooooooooooooooooo; Throw some dewy petals on the wedding couple; Wish them love forever with a wink and chuckle; Then race like Tog's on fire over to the bar; We'll drink like fish until we empty every jar! SING lovingly Look love, behold our beautiful wedding cake; Two tiny figures atop all that delicious candied lace; What ho? Who is that lady eating so hardy?; <GROOM groans and says>; That's no lady tis a Troll smashing up our party! CHORUS Oooooooooooooooooo; Throw some dewy petals on the wedding couple; Wish them love forever with a wink and chuckle; Then race like Tog's on fire over to the bar; We'll drink like fish until we empty every jar! SING playfully Oh love, why are we so serious?; Ye'd think we'd died not entered into wedded bliss!; Come love, the dance floor is so near; And after that we'll shove our way up to the beer! CHORUS Oooooooooooooooooo; Throw some dewy petals on the wedding couple; Wish them love forever with a wink and chuckle; Then race like Tog's on fire over to the bar; We'll drink like fish until we empty every jar!; Aye, we'll drink like fish until we empty every jar! Reply |
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::ponders the possible origins of such a lyric...:: -Dewsong de Rosa Reply |
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This is only my second song, and it was first sung only a few minutes ago. I probably won't release my first one, but if you would like to here it, just ask. Feel free to sing this, but just give credit where credit is due... Thanks, Creaut Recite I will now sing "I've drank" by Creaut Tayrd sing I was once in a tavern in Ratha. A game of cards in every booth. A man staggered up to the bar after he lost all of his loot. sing He glanced up at the bar keep and smiling from ear to ear said 'Drink to me health, won't ye pal?' and the barkeep looked up and said... chorus Well, I 've drank to ye health in the taverns. I've drank to ye health in my home. I've drank to ye health so many times. that I've almost ruined me own! sing The poor sap looked right up at him with an astonished look on his face. The barkeep looked into his eyes and said 'Look! You are a disgrace!' sing Well I must say that I admired him and decided to take his advice. For once I returned home I found my old friend drunk as a skunk. sing He smiled and then he told me how he had lost his house. Had spent all his money on ales and when he asked for a drink I said. chorus Well, I 've drank to ye health in the taverns. I've drank to ye health in my home. I've drank to ye health so many times. that I've almost ruined me own! sing Well soon there after he managed to turn his life around. And now when people ask for drinks, I always smile and say. chorus I 've drank to ye health in the taverns. I've drank to ye health in my home. I've drank to ye health so many times. that I've almost ruined me own! Reply |
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it not much folks but it's me only published song...mayhap i seen to many rude people around empaths i don't know <grin> say quietly i'm gonna sing you a little tale I call Sorrow's Lament, by Calimoon Valcon put sing wryly I really thougt my brain was about to be splattered; As i lay stunned in the middle of the fray; Der i was bloody, beaten and battered; lucky for me a paladin close by dragged me safely away act whispers to you but if you think this is a song about a kindly paladin you couldn't be more wrong sing calmly When the paladin dragged me to a safe haven, I looked around and saw..; Many others had fared much worse, bodies mangled by the claw; In the midst of all the dead and dying, empaths worked all bloody; Der faces grimacing, their bodies scarred, dey weren't exactly pretty sing darkly As I waited my turn, I saw sights that made my stomach churn; Heal after heal, patients left without a backward glance; Watching dese louts made me slowly begin to burn; Who did they think they were?..too good for us perchance Chorus Now while dey many not look like much; and most empaths gladly work for a good hug..; I know ye have been healed by their touch; So offer a tip, if you don't, you're really just a thug! sing mischievously Whole at last my limbs and torso no longer putty; I happily gave my healer a box in good cheer..; She gave me a hug and said don't be a fuddy; I offered again and she called me nutty..; So i kept my treasure gave a hug and poured her a beer... Chorus Now while dey many not look like much; and most empaths gladly work for a good hug..; I know ye have been healed by their touch; So offer a tip, if you don't, you're really just a thug! Reply |
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There once was a man from Shard He thought he could be a Bard Tried to sing a troll to sleep but now all his friends weep for he's buried in the troll's backyard
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Here's the song that won me last place in one of the tourneys. You might want to remove the accent: put sing A friend an' I passed one day;The shop o' a bakerman;When me friend boasted me way;"I can eats more tarts than ye can" waitfor You sing pause 20 put sing Says I, " Nay, I say;We both knows th' truff";Fer an elder there is no way;Ta eats more tha' a youff waitfor You sing pause 20 put sing "I woulds bets ya even up";Me Olvi friend says ta me;"I kin eats more tarts fer sup;with them bal'nced on me knee" waitfor You sing pause 20 put sing "Nay" I says "I thimk not;That can't possi'ly be true;E'en wif blindfold in knot;I kin eats more tarts than you waitfor You sing pause 20 put sing He then speaked with such a fury;"If they wa' burnted pure black;I kin eats more tarts surely;Wif one hand behin' me back" waitfor You sing pause 20 put sing As I noticed a gatherin' crowd;I pulled a tart from me sack;I then claimed a li'l too loud;"I kin wif both tied behind me back" waitfor You sing put get my tart pause 20 put sing The baker cried, "We has it then!";Wif hims fallin' sales in mind;He set about ta set th' when;An' th' stakes ta find waitfor You sing pause 20 put sing The loser were to buy th' tarts;They cried across the lands;An' once th' contest starts;I coulds not use me hands waitfor You sing pause 20 put sing I bal'nced tarts 'pon me feet;Ate one, then one, then one;I tucked they down ta me seat;Untill th' tarts was done waitfor You sing pause 20 put sing Fin'ly at th' endin' tally;As me tummy spoke it's woes;Nots only had I ate more tha' he;I had eatsed one o' me toes Reply |
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I tossed this together, feel free to change as you see fit. Once again, you may want to remove the accent: put sing Is ya goin' ta th' Faire?;Where merchants shows they fines' wares;Smell frum roastin' meats fill th' air;Jackal, boar, ram an' bear;All be nummies, sum quite rare pause 15 put sing Is ya goin' ta th' Faire?;Where merchants shows they fines' wares;Has perty thin's fer ya ta wear;Bows an'ribbons fer ya hair;Earrin's one, er inna pair pause 15 put sing Is ya goin' ta th' Faire?;Where merchants shows they fines' wares;Weapons taked frum a wizards lair;Wha' lets ya fites wifout a care;A shield polished ta blindin' glare pause 15 put sing Is ya goin' ta th' Faire?;Where merchants shows they fines' wares;Takes ya silvers, if'n ya dare;If'n ya does, bes' beware;Fer teefs takes they full share Reply |
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This is designed to be changed by everyone: put sing We is a halflin' caravan;We travels near an' far;We roams 'cross Elanthia;Cuz we don' knows were we are waitfor You sing pause 20 put sing We trav'led way up norf;where survival odds wa' slim;Mos' of us a'mos' drowned;Afore Dredded thimked ta swim waitfor You sing pause 20 put chorus We travels norf an' we travels wes';An' sum times we gets parted;We travels souf an' we travels east;An' ends up where we started waitfor You sing pause 20 put sing We walked 'pon a western path;Inta th's settin' sun;Prankin' 'pon our frien's;'Till th' day were done waitfor You sing pause 20 put sing We climbed upon a mou'tain;Our sleds we wished ta ride;We climbed 'till Johul figgered out;We'd climbed down th' ot'r side pause 20 put chorus We travels norf an' we travels wes';An' sum times we gets parted;We travels souf an' we travels east;An' ends up where we started waitfor You sing pause 20 put sing Souf pas' a Titan's lair;We sneaked alon'g th' trail;Th' noise givin' us 'way;Wa' Danner's foot stuck in a pail waitfor You sing pause 20 put sing Th' giant waked ta th' soun';O' halflin's arguin' th' blame;Him were so amused;He wa' laffin'-slain waitfor You sing put chorus We travels norf an' we travels wes';An' sum times we gets parted;We travels souf an' we travels east;An' ends up where we started pause 20 put sing Then 'pon a eas'ern path;We tooked a li'l stroll;We wa' such a rag tag buch;We wa' thimked ta be sum trolls waitfor You sing pause 20 put sing Th' band tha' attacked us;Tried ta pierce our harts;'Till they seed they mistake;When we swarmed 'pon they tarts waitfor You sing pause 20 put chorus We travels norf an' we travels wes';An' sum times we gets parted;We travels souf an' we travels east;An' ends up where we started Reply |
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This is actually an old Rush song, but I can't do better: put play my lute with pick slow pause 5 put sing Sunlite dances frew th' leaves;Sof' winds ster th' sighin' trees;Lyin' in th' warm grass;Feel th' sun 'pon ya face pause 20 put sing Elfin songs an' en'less nites;Sweet wine an' sof' relaxin' lites;Time will ne'er touch yas;Here ins this inchan'ed place pause 10 put play my lute with pick rapid pause 10 put sing Ya feels they's somethin' callin' yas;Yer wantin' ta ruhterns;Ta where th' misty mountens rise;An' fren'ly fires bern pause 20 put sing A place ya kin escapes th' werld;Where th' dark lord kinnae goes;Peace o' mind an' sanctuaree;By loud water flow pause 10 put smile as you realise she is weaving 2 distinct melodies on her ash lute. pause 10 put sing Me travelt now fer menny miles;It feels sa goods ta see th' smiles of;Fren's wha' ne'er lef' me mind;When me wa' fer 'way pause 20 put sing Frum th' golden lite o' comin' dawn;Till th' twilite where th' sun bes gone;We treasures ever' season;And ever' passin' day pause 10 put smile conspiratoraly as you notice she is now playing 3 melodies on her ash lute. pause 10 put sing We feels th' comin' o' a new day;Darkness give way, ta lites a new way;Stop here fer while until th' werld;Th' werld calls ya 'way pause 20 put sing Yet ya know me hads th' feelin';Standin' wif me senses reelin';This be th' place ta grows old till;Me reaches me final day Reply |
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Heh, not to bad, but would like to point out the fact that Danner is only half halfling <grins>. His father was a halfling that owned a tavern in a costal town on the island he grew up on before traveling the sea for a number of years. His mother was a dwarf. Danner Reply |
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Well, Johul wasn't a halfling either, bless his far-wandering soul. I know an Elf when I see one, and the Carrotmeister was Elven.
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This is meant to be a rolling tune, very lively except on the chorus. Can you guess who this is about? I gotta say if you don't get it in the first verse, there isn't much hope for you. :) Send me input, changes in wording, etc, either here or in email. If you take a fancy to it, feel free to sing it whenever you want. Who knows, she may appear! With the green eyes of a cat she stalks the lands, Wandering dusty roads far and wide. She pauses seldom- to shake a Bard's hand Or adjust the gerbil launcher at her side. From the Baron's shores to the Black Hand waste Her sharp eyes espy those in need. Be they fledgling novice or full Laureate Not one is failed to be seen. Using a minstrel's deft touch and confident advice She solves disputes gone out of hand, Then still has time to tease out a smile Of the grumpiest lasses and lads. But where has she been, where can she be, Our Lady of music and song? We search e'en the new lands beyond our sea But can't find out where she has gone. With a wave of her hand she pulls notes from air And forges them into a scroll. This she hands us, our gift to teach and share Telling of times long gone. Her hands are as fleet with a sword held in them As they are with a lute or a harp. And this skill she has us learn day after day Until it is honed into a fine art. She smiles, showing the poise and grace Of an elegant courtier. Then winks with easy charm at a young man And asks for an ale or beer. But where has she been, where can she be, Lady of the sword, charm and scroll? We search through the deserts and sweeping valleys Yet find no sign of our goal. We have yet found no sign of her... at all. Reply |
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The Stones, by Mallion Azurian {1st verse} Sing The swells run long beneath her keel; Out from the combers that seek her heel; Farsight horizon beyond all bays; Where the Seerah sails for all her days; {2nd verse} sing Salt wind and gulls in the sunlight long; Gazing there as Xibar goes down; Beyond the yonder, her eyes still pierce; Awash in her passions, thundering fierce; {3rd verse} sing The strength of the storm was his embrace; With clean salt heat to thaw her race; But then he sailed, before the dawn; And she gazes out toward where he's gone {1st refrain} Sing O walk with me; While the moons swing free;And the lonesome winds moan high; And we will see our desitny; In a lover's lullabye. {4th verse} Sing Grown still as silence in the mist; Remembering the lips she'd kissed; Resurrected from their Bardic lay; Once lost within a yesterday; {5th verse} Sing And hear the singing in the stones; And know their waking in our bones; Captured from soliloquey; A spiriting, in Harmony; As night becomes the Dawn; {6th verse} Sing Weave dark and light of melodious stones; With singing steps in a season of tones; So fair was she of braided hair; And handsome was her He:; But out upon salt waves he'd dare; The White Cloud of the Sea {2nd refrain} Sing Come dance with me; While the moons swing free; And lovers rule the night; And sing to me our destiny; And dwell within my sight {7th verse} Sing In golden calm of morning's dawn; The merlews search the dune; The Kestral skrys the Marsh Hare's run; And seaward breezes tune. {8th verse} Sing The woman knows; wild winds will blow; the winter from the sea; And then her windward sailor's eyes; May turn again to lee; And so she airs a ghostly aire; As from afar, the lovers' song; From Ages past; and savored long {3rd refrain} Sing Come dance with me; My maiden free; Upon the hallowed night; And you will have the best of me; Before the morning's light Reply |
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> The Stones, by Mallion Azurian < Beautiful, I will use this with credit to you of course. (It's rare I use another person's songs but when they're great and I have permission.....) Reply |
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> The Stones, by Mallion Azurian < Beautiful, I will use this with credit to you of course. (It's rare I use another person's songs but when they're great and I have permission.....) Certainly: my permission is hereby made explicit to use "The Stones" in game and in character, and thank you for the high compliment. So long as they are correctly attributed, any of my works which I use in Dragonrealms may be "sung" in-game and in-character by my fellow bards, if those works are thought by them worthy of their singing. ~ Mallion Azurian Reply |
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Well, since the Bards are such Creative geniouses...I decided tae donate me three pet songs tae the guild... and tae let ye all Compose added verses, or E'en rewrite them...With each of them, I have noticed, the harder I try...the Harder it isto finish them, I guess me stint as a Song writer is short lived...so I will put each song here...with a brief background on them, and ye can finish the rest, all i ask is that when the song be finished...tis reposted here tae share with the Rest o our Guild. Tumwan... P.S. to save space an tae nay confuse anyone, I will post each song seperately Reply |
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I started writting this ditty while aboard the seerah, during a really uneventful fishing trip...all I caught was seaweed, some boots and a Turtle...so...without further waste of time...here is the unfinished song...one... #Fishing Song.Wiz Put sing cheerfully I came ta ratha...;ta do some 'xplorin...;come ta find out that;this town do be borin;I only have one simple wish;an that do be ta catch;a bloody fish Pause 30 Put sing cheerfully i sit here for hours;an days on end...;hopin on hope;that me pole will bend...;Creppo an such...I do not see...;jus a rusty ole hook, inbedded in me Pause 30 PUT sing cheerfully I caught a Turtle, I swear tis true....; was as Big as a house; and its shell was blue; It opened its maw an what did I see?;a bard standing there...looking quite green Pause 30 Put sing teasingly The bard did stand there;consigned ta his fate...;ta be nothing more...;than Live Turtle Bait... Pause 30 Put sing haggardly I swear to the gods above and below...;Ill ne'er go fishin..;till summer it do snow;when all I do catch be nothin but weeds...;next one tae suggest this...;shall certainly bleed ok, the pauses can be changed. I only put them in there at 30 seconds so I could play with the verses... and the Final verse is just that, I guess...I mean, This is basically a Meaningless ditty, I was singing...and each time I would finish a verse...I would get a bite...so I kept singing...but well, with each passing verse it became more outrageous...and I guess the seaweed didnt like it too much anymore...so...on to the second song Reply |
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ok, this song, I wrote, while sitting in Ker'leor, and I ended up staring at that bloody slab for what seemed like forever...and I began to wonder...what exactly was its Purpose...and hence this Form of a riddle was born...please, be gentle, I know its not the greatest, but...like all infants...it just needs the right guidance to fully blossom...so..here goes... Bah...I will find the Song and Rewrite it here...a lesson tae ye, ne'er let ye children use scrap paper tae play wit...seems one o them got intae me box where I had me important scrolls...and drew pretty lil pictures all o'er it...I Promise I will have the song here within a day or two...Tis nay too badly damaged, can read some o the words, and reconstruct it from there...my appologies... anyway...the final song has tae do wit the Tazia Zaul and her wonderfully inept captain, Firan has some credit on this one too, as she created the Chorus for it, which in me own humble opinion, is better than the verses ::grins:: So...here goes.. #Tasia'Zaul.Wiz put sing I went aboard the Tasia'zaul;seeking fortune and fame;but right away this poor ole sod;well, he plunged down off the main pause 13 put sing they pulled him out, patched him up;an sent him back tae work;I sat an watched this bloody crew;an swore they must be cursed pause 13 put sing you can ask about the turning tides;the fickle winds that blow;the gulls that follow overhead;and the fishes down below;the tasks a sailor undertakes;the rum and grog that flow;they're all among the many things;that the captain doesnt know pause 25 put sing I sat with the captain;we spoke for quie a while;but tae every question I asked;he responded wit but a smile pause 13 Put sing i asked him of sailing;of fish and song and drink;and then about the unfortunate:;what happens ifn we sink? pause 13 put sing you can ask about the turning tides;the fickle winds that blow;the gulls that follow overhead;and the fishes down below;the tasks a sailor undertakes;the rum and grog that flow;they're all among the many things;that the captain doesnt know pause 25 put sing we sailed out to the open sea;as I held me breath with dread;I prayed the boat do stay afloat;or else we would be dead pause 13 put sing the wind did start to pick up;and the captain grew quite pale;and as the crew scurried about;I knew he couldna sail pause 13 put sing you can ask about the turning tides;the fickle winds that blow;the gulls that follow overhead;and the fishes down below;the tasks a sailor undertakes;the rum and grog that flow;they're all among the many things;that the captain doesnt know Ok, there is the song, and Good luck tae ye, an may ye headaches be less than Mine ::grins and winks:: Jus gotta promise tae repost if any work is done, so that we may all reap the benifits with an expanded base o music and songs. May your Voice stay true, and your mug be full Tumwan Reply |
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Had a Moon Mage tell me this prophecy yesterday, & I put it in a chant. It's a very old prophecy, & has probably been fulfilled already, but there are some parts that seem to show that it might be predicting the upcoming events. (so maybe it'll be re-fulfilled.) It's a long prophecy, & I thought it'll be best in a chant. recite: "I will now recite the ancient Mirror Wraith's Prophecy, As told to me by Moon Mage Soluren. One who was the Grandson of a witness of the original prophecy. A prophecy that some say has come and gone. And others say that it's about to be fulfilled again." chant: "Gather round, young worthies, to see what I have seen, Reflected in a glassy eye. Heed the truth of my words alone... ...For prophets never lie." chant: "Three Deceivers set forth upon the land, Emerging from the cold. While your protectors sleep and dream soft dreams, Their plans already unfold." chant: "No king! No squire! No hart, nor reason, Can alone unturn this darkling treason. But an army, or a legion, Will find their weapons worthless lead. ...Upon an Elanthia...Barren and dead."" chant: "To the first a man with platinum eyes that once reflected moons. He grasps for all he cannot have in a chamber of lapis and gold. For the promise of power he will bring forth change..... ...And ruination, ere this tale is told." chant: "To the second once a warrior saint, Now a fiend to the eyes of the blind. Only one knows where his path truly leads, Through battle, and aether, and time." chant: "To the third, a boneyard, and a restless grave, Lost in the trinkets of a tragic past. When every hour is spent in delirium dreams, A moments peace is a fortune amassed." chant: "An artisan will become his final work, When the stars begin to fall. The first Deceiver re-awoken... ...his brethren hear the call." chant: "Trust not what know you o worthies, In a realm of confusion and strife. Nothing is as it first appears, Illusion is the deadliest knife." chant: "With this weapons the Deceivers shall strike, And a mighty blow be laid. An ally will fall, one hope will be lost, In a grave that your ignorance hath made." chant: "One shall travel a province most unwilling, Kidnapped by a righteous man. Blood will be shed as it passes into, Strange circles...and...stranger lands." chant: "While the wise mourn, the wiser take heed, And brace against turbulent times. Now comes a season of discontent, With a shadow over peoples minds." chant: "War begins in an unlikely place, Fought with precious metals and lies. Sides are chosen, lives are staked, With a curse as the only prize." chant: "Now two are one and one is lost, Held in a sanctified place. A dead man knows what the living do not, But he keeps a somber face." chant: "Confession is a treacherous sin, From a soul so weary and tattered. But the words of truth will unmask the darkness, And the work of five centuries shattered." chant: "With hours left upon the clock, And doomsday well at hand. A midnight sun will shine upon, A forever altered land." chant: "And what of the future oh learned ones, What will become of you? The choice will reside in your hands alone, ...And this is the only thing that is true." chant: "No king! No squire! No hart, nor reason, Can alone unturn this darkling treason. But an army, or a legion, Will find their weapons worthless lead. ...Upon an Elanthia...Barren and dead." chant: "And hopefully perhaps, here some light has been shed." Reply |
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Put chorus <words> rather than sing so that others can sing the chorus with the bard. We have few enough songs with choruses and it seams right for a sea chanty. - JP player of Atwun
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That sounds good, but I guess the problem I have with it...is the sort of Ending it had...i mean, read the final verse and tell me there couldnt be more...its just that I cannot think of any more of it...I dont know...Guess I am nay really that good as a Writer, I leave the writin tae the rest o ye, an I will jus copy the songs down on scrolls an give em tae the younger bards an help educate em Tum Reply |
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Sing Life runs like the tumbling dice; We wager with each throw; Searching through the fire and ice; Without the means to know Sing In answer to our questing dream; Inspiring ardor's goal and stream; Forever evolving each and other; Falter not my younger brother:; Without the courage to carry on; There is no quest, nor hope of dawn. Sing Faded in a shadowed vale; The Ancient has his tale to tell; The journey of humanity is very much the same to me; Before my grave but out of date; In my heart I still relate Sing Time beyond; and now time still; Knowing how we really feel; Life and Breath and beating heart; of timeless, ageless works of art Sing In this life are those who care; Between them bonds a common share; Are hearts so odd at soulful root; When moved to mourn the bitter fruit? Sing When winging wild in twilit skies; Or singing songs and lullabies; Or kindling up the freedom flame; What difference find, save face and name? Sing If naught is common in the bond; That poets share, in soul beyond; the reach of weak mortality; Then where is our Nobility? ~Mallion Azurian Reply |
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Sing When all the world has been and seen; These tokens of our immortal dream; And young ones age who've never been:; Creators, yet unspoken Sing Then climb the mountain and tell all; In heaven's reach from whence stars fall; Within the spheres that now define; Secret depths and hidden signs Sing 'Til wondering dawn rises to view; And spreads her glow on questions true; Which, brought to light, can evoke change; Though not quite all within our range; O'erlooked, the details show it Sing Then go you home to carry on; Before the light is wholly gone; To sing aloud the last refrain; And write your verse upon the rain Sing To reach and grasp and write their hearts; As if a demigod of arts; To plow and plant the still unseeing; Upon their very ground of Being: Sing Planting, would ye grow it? Sing However sure and deft your hand; Respond to what is never planned; Far down the echoed way ahead; Where others write and I'm long dead Sing So far beyond this mortal frame; So far beyond this clever game; Speaking only in my name; Though of your heart is stolen Sing Hearken now, and scurry fast; The Vine's own son is home at last!; What alchemy transmutes the line; From new crushed grape to finest wine? Chant Planting, Would ye grow it? ~Mallion Azurian Reply |
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I am looking for a bard, to create and song or two as a wedding gift for my fiance, I will also require you to attend our wedding to perform the song for her. Dont ask my name because I want this to be secrecy, I know a few who might slip or leak it to her and this has to be a surprise, email me if you want to try and help, horn921@erols.com I will be willing to pay coins in game and perhaps even out of game depending on the price, please board monitor dont chew this up because of the coins out of game, this is my only line of finding a capable bard to make my love happy. Reply |
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This is a song that has gotten a chuckle from everyone! put smile and says This song is an adaption from a far off land... pause 4 put say cheer This is the song Santa Tog! put "composed by Littlerock the Barbarian with the help of Sircha Rankmere. put sing Here come Santa Tog, Here Come Santa Tog;Right done\w Gor Tog lane. pause 10 put sing Smacking the children as he grumbles,;Pulling on his sleigh.; pause 10 put sing Santa come my cave yes;Mad at everyone pause 10 put sing Santa Tog no like you him smack you hard; yes for Yule year all the way to Shard; pause 10 put sing You be Big strong Gor Tog Him leave you food under Bed;When he comes in sled that's what Ma said; pause 10 put sing All good Tog put box under bed he come at night; Leave food dat taste right; pause 10 put sing So you bad Tog, be good Tog;Next year he not give you clog. pause 4 put curt put act nibbles on a Santa Tog cookie that reads any and all donations welcome-- and thanks. Reply |
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A cute little ode to being a bard. put sing tenderly I heard it on the wind;a gentle lullabye.;Was a simple melody;devoted to the sky.;And it was so beautiful;it almost made me cry. pause 18 put sing dreamily I sat and listened;to the song.;Oh the aimless hours;of knowing I belonged.;And the melody;played on. pause 18 put sing tenderly I dance in time;to the wordless wonder.;the beat of my life;has brought me here usunder.;And the lullabye;did guide me into slumber. pause 18 put sing slowly And when I awoke;such amazement to my eyes.;I looked up upon;the endless azure skies.;I knew right there;that my life had found its prize. pause 18 put sing tenderly Twas the melody;that brought me here.;Twas the melody;my ears longed to hear.;And the lullabye;was sung to erase my fears. pause 18 put sing enigmatically I live for the song;in my beating heart.;For the dreams;that my voice shall impart.;To a little child;searching for a hand to hold in the dark. pause 18 put sing slowly So song give me wings;that I might fly.;and melody come forth;so I may dance my dance of life.;And the words ring true;stronger than the fiercest might. pause 18 put sing tenderly Oh my Goddess please;hear my plea.;Let me live my days;in your melody.;This song I shall sing;whenever I have gone astray. pause 18 put sing tenderly Twas music that won;over my beating heart.;that melody I heard;and that is where it did start.;The gentle lullabye;that will always echo its part. pause 18 put sing quietly I heard it whispered on the wind;a gentle lullabye.;A simple melody;devoted to the azure skies.;And it was so beautiful;it made me cry. pause 18 Reply |
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Well, as I was telling the story of the gondola ghost for the 1000th time, I was struck with the idea of writing a song to that poor young lady we've all seen roaming sadly about the cabin. Any constructive feedback is welcome. If it sucks, tell me why, not just that it sucks <g>. If you'd like to add it to your repetoir all I ask is that you leave in the little intro or give me credit somehow. Thanks BTW, I'm just pasting my script in here.. I forgot to save the original version as a separate file, but you guys know the notation and can ignore the ;s appropriately put 'I will now sing "Aman Abule," or "My Heart," the only words spoken by Queen Morganae of her daughter, Anlorahle, after her death. Composed by Karish Narithia. pause 7 put sing Oh Bright Beauty Anlorahle;Jewel in the crown of the Mountain Queen.;Your life they took to thwart the deal;Your soul remains, the peace to seal. pause 15 put sing Sad sad Child;Chilled to the bone.;Sad sad Spirit;That walks all alone. pause 15 put sing The city of Shard, twice now lost;Was found again, the Chasm crossed.;Elothean and Elf, side by side;Uneasy truce, but both abide.; pause 15 put sing The daughter of a queen with many foes;Must too often reap what another sows.;The gondola that had been Alec's pride;A trap became, for a dark doomed ride. pause 15 pause 15 put sing Your guards were valiant;The mage was skilled;Your heart was pure;But all were killed. pause 15 put sing Blame the Necromancer Sidhlot say some.;For who else could call such terror to come?;With raking claws and fangs so fierce;That through your flesh your mother's heart they pierce. pause 15 put sing Sad sad Mother;Cut to the bone.;Sad sad Spirit;That walks all alone. pause 15 put sing Though the mage that moved it died also that day.;Some power, it seems, decided to stay.;And the gondola moves though none can say why.;But the love between daughter and mother can't die. pause 15 put sing So, traveller, I ask of you;Should a young girl you see,;As you pass through that place;Think of this song and me.; pause 15 put sing Bow your head in respect,;There is no need for fear.;Sadness and love know this place well;But hatred and pain are no longer here. pause 4 put bow Reply |
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Dewsong, I sang your wedding song you posted eons ago (gave you credit at the wedding) & just wanted to say that it went over very nice. I did personize it a tad (grooms/bride name) & added emotes, but other than that was true to your original song. Just wanted to say thanks for coming up with a very nice song. Again, thanks. Paerr. Reply |
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Yer welcome. ::grins:: -Dewsong Reply |
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I was pleased t' be part of th' Gypsy caravan from Shard headed toward Theren for th' grand festival and th' Baron's Celebration. But there was a lad there who drew me and several others aside, begging for our help. I put his plea into song. Brashin's Plea (by Kithria Dustdanser) The caravans rolled into Crossing town, Filled with laughing voices and dancing feet Dark, flashing eyes and Gypsy wiles But one stood back without a smile A Vagabond traveler with many a care Brashin searched the crowds as they drew by He cradled a worn bronze lamp he'd bought on sale And begged those to listen while he told his tale. "A Vagabond, I've been for many a while I know these lands like the back of my hand And still I'm lost. No one's ever made a chart For the hidden roads of the loving heart." "I knew it was a treasure the moment I saw it, I rubbed the lamp to summon the power within Out sprang Genie Reliana with magic and might, The most beautiful creature who'd ever entered my sight." "Wishes three Reliana was condemned to give, yet who was Master and who enslaved? Within this lamp, I surely found true love My alluring Genie with the heart of a dove." "Too proud to take the fame or fortune offered, Or answer the promise deep in her eyes I spoke the third wish to set her free- Knowing it would drive her away from me." "I roved and learned and now I know What a treasure in her I once did hold. But there is no road that can carry me To the place in her heart where I wish to be." With a sigh, he turned away alone Sorrow in the midst of Gypsy celebration. One last whisper came quietly, "Please help find Reliana for me." Hopefully wi' this song and a few others, we can answer Brashin's plea. Reply |
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Aye here is my song for the lost genie of the lamp.... feel free to sing it out. :> You say, ""Lady of the Lamp" by Kortny Horselords." You wistfully sing in a baritone voice: "Sweet lady of the lamp, Where have you gone. Poor Brashin been searching, For so.. so... long....." You kindly sing in a baritone voice: "A young lad with stars in his eyes, His first wishes were power and fame. Tis forgivable because with his last He freed you from your bronze flame." You lovingly sing in a baritone voice: "No longer trapped in your cursed Lamp. To you, love had come at last. Where so many others had cast you aside, He held you in love's tender grasp." You wistfully sing in a baritone voice: "Sweet lady of the lamp, Where have you gone. Poor Brashin has not been this happy, In so.. so... long....." You regretfully sing in a baritone voice: "With the promise of adventure calling strong, And thinking his love was safe. Young Brashin left to see the world, And made a tragic mistake." You excitedly sing in a baritone voice: "Hardening his heart to your teary pleas, He set off with walking staff in hand. His life was filled with wonder and discovery As he explored this wide land." You longingly sing in a baritone voice: "Sweet lady of the lamp, Where have you gone. Poor Brashin has been exploring, For to.. to... long....." You longingly sing in a baritone voice: "Every morning's gentle kiss, Increased adventurer Brashin's longing heart. So at last he turned for home. And found an empty home and cold hearth." You hauntingly sing in a baritone voice: "Now again Brashin searches the land But instead of fortune and fame. He seeks his lost love, And asks you watch for her fair name." You regretfully sing in a baritone voice: "Sweet Relian of the lamp, Where have you gone. Poor Brashin now knows, He was so.. so... wrong....." You sadly ask, "Have you seen Relian?" You bow. Reply |
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Kortny...how do you format lines like that in this message board?
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pure luck and a space at the beginning and end of each line.. ;> Kortny Reply |
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I'm not Kortny but I will answer how to format messages for the message boards. The boards have this strange attribute, if a return or line feed character is followed by an alphanumeric character, the return is changed into a space, thus spoiling any chance of getting what you want to see normally. Also another anomaly one must deal with is mutiple spaces are always removed down to once space. Another thing the boards do is to indent the beginning of every line after a return by one space after it changes it to with the above changes. This is the only time there can be a space followed by a space, because if you begin a line with a space, it adds one making it a double space indent. But there are ways around these problems. A return or line feed followed by a space, will force the return. as in this line <return> <space> and this line But a line with <return> followed by no space ends up being one line, like this one You can't make mutiple spaces but you can use other characters to do that Dashs, periods, stars and other characters can be used to space out a line, and you can even alternate thoses with spaces. - - - . . . * * * Use the preview button to check your post's formatting, so you won't get frustrated when you see all your hard work go to waste. so to format a song on the boards to look like it was sung Here's an example Diancecht recites, "A simple song by Diancecht."<return> <return> Diancecht sings:<return> <return> <space>Scarlet Crayfish,<return> <space>Scarlet Crayfish,<return> <space>Good eating ye be?<return> <space>Pop you in a hot<return> <space>Piping hot<return> <space>and on a plate for me.<return> - - - - - - - - - - it comes out like this: Diancecht sings: Mister Crayfish, Scarlet Crayfish, Good eating ye be? Pop you in a hot Piping hot and on a plate for me. - - - - - - - - - - - Without the spaces it comes out like this Diancecht sings: Scarlet Crayfish, Scarlet Crayfish, Good eating ye be? Pop you in a hot Piping hot and on a plate for me. - - - - - - - - - - - Hope this helps folk format their songs and posts so they can be read the way they intended, instead of the wierd way the boards try to frustrate posters Diancecht Reply |
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That's weird, it didn't do the indenting this time, Oh well sometimes it does other times it doesn't, guess one just has to live with it. Diancecht Reply |
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Thanks Kortny and Dianecht. Here then is Therriliar's Lamp song: I saw a dusty vagabond a-wandrin' down the road with his shoulders heavy bowed as if he'd borne a burdened load And when I offered him a drink and I gave him a little smoke he thanked me kindly then and this is what he spoke: My heart is like an empty lamp no oil fills its frame no light or warmth from it emits there is no dancing flame For the light of my life the beacon of my heart the fuel of my lost passion from she I am apart And then he told his tale both wondrous and also sad about the magic lamp he found and the joy with it he had For within there was a genie Reliana was her name and she would grant three wishes to give power, coin and fame And with his first two boons he did wish for foolish things but then his heart bespake him and he wished for her to bring The love that his life lacked the woman that he craved and that woman was the genie for her his last wish saved And he spake: My heart is like an empty lamp no oil fills its frame no light or warmth from it emits there is no dancing flame For the light of my life the beacon of my heart the fuel of my lost passion from she I am apart And so he made his last wish That Reliana would be free of the lamp that had enhoused her and instead that she would be The soulmate of the traveler The love of Brashin's life Their love would surely blossom she would one day become his wife But Brashin was a traveler Of noble heart but common mein and he wondered was he worthy 'pon genie's heart to claim For Reliana had bespoken him of masters of her past they who commanded nations and they with fortunes vast And he spake: My heart is like an empty lamp no oil fills its frame no light or warmth from it emits there is no dancing flame For the light of my life the beacon of my heart the fuel of my lost passion from she I am apart And so did Brashin wonder if he was worthy of his bride and within his heart envy did growing...abide And when he could not stand the thought another day he left his love Reliana and travelled far away He travelled many lands to seek his fortune and his fame and only after many years did realize to his shame That Reliana's love was pure and her feelings they were true and that she loved Brashin and not what he might do And he spake: My heart is like an empty lamp no oil fills its frame no light or warmth from it emits there is no dancing flame For the light of my life the beacon of my heart the fuel of my lost passion from she I am apart And so did he return Alas! to find his love had gone and so it is I found him a-wandrin' for so long For he seeks his long lost love the genie from the lamp he knows not where she's gone but his heart still bears her stamp And so he asks for help from those who walk the land if you see Reliana tell her that her love he is at hand And he loves her more than all the world 'pon which he tread and until he can hold her his heart, like his lamp, is dead. And as he left he spake: My heart is like an empty lamp no oil fills its frame no light or warmth from it emits there is no dancing flame For the light of my life the beacon of my heart the fuel of my lost passion from she I am apart Reply |
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I have lost all my old songs and am looking for a few:Pluck Yew, Rage of the Clams, Atwin Song(spelling) and the original Wren's Song Thanks in advance arthgar@aol.com Reply |
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Could these songs be posted 'ere? i'd like ta learn sum' 'ah 'em.
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I wish I had my copy of Rage of the Clams, but lost it a long time ago. I'd forgotten about that one. Reply |
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Here's a copy of the song I finished yesterday and just posted on my website. Wasted Words Deep inside the walls they meet, above the rotting bones Sanctuary here no more among once silent stones Every day the people seek to stem the rising flood To heed the cries of outrage, the needlessly shed blood A lesson learned is valuable, if those around but hear And those who will not hear it, perhaps will soon learn fear Rotting bones may sleep no more, soaked in wasted life Rest disturbed in sacriledge, awakened in the strife Once respected, sanctified, a holy, hallowed ground A host of would-be martyrs can lately there be found * An ally won is priceless, if not driven away Keep in mind objectives, or from the point you'll stray No peace remains in death, my friends No virtue found in silence Protest the fate these people bring And rise in howling violence Wasted breath on truth and lies, while blood is daily shed The dead arise, repeat the words, the things already said Those defiled may now fight back, defend the silent grave An opened void within the walls - a portal for their rage A spoken word is wasted, on those who pay no heed Those more taken with their prowess, and their prideful greed The crater beckons so near by, yet people do not move Desecrating graves as if they have some point to prove Unable to see wisdom when its placed before their eyes More inclined to hide the truth and to believe their lies A victory is wished for, though not to end the death To end the desecration, silence wasted breath No peace remains in death, my friends No virtue found in silence Protest the fate these people bring And rise in howling violence * In the original version of this song, the line read "Would-be Martyr Saliar can lately there be found" but it was decided that he probably wouldn't understand it wasn't exactly a compliment, so the line was changed. Reply |
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Heya what is the website?
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>Heya what is the website? Every song I've ever written for DR (as any character) is at http://grazhir.com/ The section they're in is Moonbeams & Sundreams, Musings. Reply |
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i've started collecting the songs in this folder and posting them on my website for DR (that is in the works as i learn HTML, java, etc.). You can view them at www.geocities.com/yvnarian. A few have authors and titles, please provide me your name and a title if you see a song you yourself wrote. Thanks! Yvnarian Reply |
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Thought to make it easy i'd make that link to my site an active url http://www.geocities.com/yvnarian Reply |
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I wrote this Song and shared it with my Kinsmen. It won't be done till this Sorrow thread is over but it is far enough along to be a song sung. Also will give a Song for Dwarven Bards to Sing. Anyone who wishes to sing it has my permission to. Anyone wishing to add it to a website may also. Is just a work i'm proud of and would spread the word for the cause i believe in. Thank you in advance for the time you spend in reading this. Think of this as sort of Gaelic. Everyone dancing in an Inn while a Bard sings out over a crowd of revelers. The music is set by the clapping, stomping, and wind instruments of the gathered Kinsman. Standing above you in a deep yet rapid voice sings the muse... Deep within a lighted cave ---- Where all there gathered are brave ---- A culture and tradition saved ---- The Dwarves meet, no longer enslaved ---- Kinsmen Steel and Stone The Chorus is.... A dwarven lass near a Clan of Stone ---- All about S'lai, Elpazi will roam ---- But she has no fear, she is never alone ---- Kinsmen Steel and Stone ---- <Slight delay> ---- Kinsmen Steel and Stone They arm themselves to defend a book ---- A Human Mage foretells he took ---- The Millitia gathers with a dread look ---- Be on guard from a Crook ---- Kinsmen Steel and Stone Lord Sura actually Sorrow he be ---- Leader of S'lai and dread Elpazi ---- Would not let Dwarven Kinsman free ---- Enemy throughout our History ---- Kinsmen Steel and Stone Sura attended by Lackey's Three ---- A Prydaen Elder named Darkensi ---- Sadiaer the dread Mercenary ---- Prayk the tool of Destiny ---- Kinsmen Steel and Stone The armies gather to fill the Breach ---- Both sides vie for Sorrow's Reach ---- Elanthia chooses sides for each ---- Hegemonic calls, Kinsmen Beseech ---- Kinsmen Steel and Stone <chorus> Elanthians of any race ---- Hurry about quickens the pace ---- Sword is lifted, arm hefts a mace ---- Victory through Kertigen's Grace! ---- Kinsmen Steel and Stone Necromancers vie in strife ---- One for a crown, one for his wife ---- One has lost, but holds onto life ---- A Blackmail sharper then a knife ---- Kinsmen Steel and Stone The Prydaen race choose a side ---- Led astray by Darkensi's pride ---- For their bones in mountains reside ---- In frustration the accused just sigh ---- Kinsmen Steel and Stone ---- Central is the Book of Zaulfung ---- Upon it all our futures are hung ---- Lives are lost, Hands are wrung ---- A time of Heros comes unsung ---- Kinsmen Steel and Stone Powers Gather over forgotten Lore ---- A seven star empire reborn from before ---- Shartug leads his forces to War! ---- The Sentinels guard the Clan's door! ---- Kinsmen Steel and Stone A Necrolord of skin and bone ---- A Mage of the past, power unknown ---- The lives of innocence bemoan ---- Into the tempest we all are thrown ---- Kinsmen Steel and Stone A final battle will take place ---- On one side an evil disgrace ---- A mockery 'pon Elanthia's face ---- Now is a time for every race ---- Kinsman Steel and Stone <chorus> Hegemonic Blessedbe Marshal of the Stone Clan Militia ~Kinsmanship, Steel and Stone P.S. everyone seemed to like the song, they just didn't like that fact that it was me singing it. hehe Reply |
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After the loss of a third love, Shnurui's sorrow just overflowed right out his mouth...and this is what came out put I will now sing "Crystal Dragons" by Shnurui Krystalpyre. put Sing slow All your heart's dragons; up high;made of stone; made of glass. pause 18 put sing slow Your heart's eyes; deep inside;see what come; watch what pass. pause 19 put sing longingly above your heart's reach; upon a pedestal;set are they; Crystal Dragons. pause 20 put sing longingly pulling close to you; bring them down;cry as they shatter; upon the ground. pause 25 put sing sadly as they shatter; so close to you;tears don't matter; crystal won't glue. pause 30 put weep put sing painfully tears won't matter; when;Crystal Dragon; Shatters. pause 13 Reply |
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In the interest of our missing Lady of Song and our resting Lady of Melodies, I'm posting my bi-yearly copy of the Lasca Song. Legend has it that if it is sung by enough people while a sacrifice of a chocolate and strawberry tart is made under the light of all three full moons, she just might appear. Enjoy. <g> Sunnie Sing Playfully: With the green eyes of a cat she stalks the lands, Wandering dusty roads far and wide. She pauses seldom- to shake a Bard's hand Or adjust the gerbil launcher at her side. Sing Happily: From the Baron's shores to the Black Hand waste Her sharp eyes espy those in need. Be they fledgling novice or full Laureate Not one is failed to be seen. Sing Happily: Using a minstrel's deft touch and confident advice She solves disputes gone out of hand, Then still has time to tease out a smile Of the grumpiest lasses and lads. Sing Longingly: But where has she been, where can she be, Our Lady of music and song? We search e'en the new lands beyond our sea But can't find out where she has gone. Sing Cheerfully: With a wave of her hand she pulls notes from air And forges them into a scroll. This she hands us, our gift to teach and share Telling of times long gone. Sing Playfully: Her hands are as fleet with a sword held in them As they are with a lute or a harp. And this skill she has us learn day after day Until it is honed into a fine art. Sing Cheerfully: She smiles, showing the poise and grace Of an elegant courtier. Then winks with easy charm at a young man And asks for an ale or beer. Sing Wistfully: But where has she been, where can she be, Lady of the sword, charm and scroll? We search through the deserts and sweeping valleys Yet find no sign of our goal. We have yet found no sign of her... at all. Reply |
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Ok Bards and Bardettes, I would like your opinion on this song. What needs tweaking, etc. Don't be shy, either, I'd rather hear what sounds funny in it so I can correct it before I go out and sing it to a dozen people. ;) ::hugs guildsibs:: Sunnie -- Times of Darkness -- Out of the darkness of the night they came, To steal our lives and defile our shrines. These fylgja gave us no clue why they'd invade, Just 'Emuin' on their lips and hate in their eyes. Invasions we've had before but this one hit hard, For fear spells would bind us fast with each of their cries. --- --- In these times of strife and in the depths of our need, For our weapons were useless against these undead, There appears among us a cleric from far seas. Emuin was his name, and this news filled us with dread. He acted unknowing of our plight and his crimes, Leaving us more uncertain with each word he said. --- --- With his guilt undecided he found a young novice, A bardic prodigy, with visions of war to come. Though every note caused him pain without solace, He wooed her with his charms, dark sky to rising sun. Though he acted in control at all times, His dark heart was slowly melting for Wren's shining one. --- --- As they travelled the lands from Theren to Shard, She told him of the despair carried on the winds. For she could see into the depths of his heart And begged him to seek solace against these great sins. The attacks tapered off, until we could drive them back, For his hold on the dark powers was starting to thin. --- --- The kings of the north, spies hidden through every land, Heard this young bard Wren give Emuin this advice. So they set out armies marching across the south, To capture her and force this dark cleric to their side! Seeing them, he took her words in a left-handed way, And sought forgiveness on the road in the starry skies. --- --- Enraged that he should escape from them even in death, They conspired among themselves to learn his ways. Not knowing where to start, these Gorbesh set forth to find Wren. Thinking she'd have some clue better than they. Though she remained hidden and warded by spellmasters, She was ripped from them in the broad light of day. --- --- The undead have not fled with the death of their master For another has risen to strike us and harm. We turn our gaze north and prepare against disaster, For there is seen hazy visions of a broken, caged bard. The armies of the north seem to have quieted these past years, But be on watch! For the Gorbesh, invading never came very hard. --- --- Sunnie hums a long series of notes, reprising the melody from her singing once more before starting to sing again. --- --- The war starts again, on a different front than before, Visions come to us on the wind with snatches of song. We piece them together with fear growing once more, And find our Bardess will lose her hope to live before long. Vigils we kept, reaching with our songs and our souls Reaching with our love and hope across distance untold. --- --- Our love sent through music was not sent in vain For soon we heard news of Wren escaped from the north. Her wounds left her broken, the sight of an Empath bring pain So with care we set about healing her once more. With time, her wounds started to mend and to our surprise We find the powers of a healer in her touch and her eyes. --- --- This grand tale of adventure is a true one, all told As many members of all Guilds can attest For they were there as these events would unfold Lending their hands and their hearts to assist. Remember these times, and what happened in the war, For a time will come when the Gorbesh will rise up once more. --- --- Reply |
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Brings back memories. Myself, Doniloe and Expac were the first ones to find Wren when she returned. She was hanging n a tree and said the only words we heard from her the whole time, "Help." We were then attacked by one of the powerful gypsies who had her captured (I forgot what they were called). And she was cut down. While we were fighting the gypsy she ran off. We found her again, and many came attempting to help her. Manberle, who was very young then but still remembers it clearly (except the darn names.) P.S. None of the three of us had been logging it, so it was all lost. Reply |
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It was interesting times, to say the least. ::hugs:: I'm surprised though, nobody wants to tweak the song? :P A good portion of you sillies who post here were *there*, so I was also looking to double-check that I'd gotten the facts right. ::forages for Bardies:: Or at least an approximation. Sunnie
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For those of you who have 2 different script songs, one with the chorus & one without it. I found something out. When doing the script copy your chorus, this way you only need one script song & if you have a bard but he leaves during the song it won't mess up. Have it so it looks like >put chorus yada yada yada >put sing yada yada yada >pause 18 Now if you have a bard singing in chorus, the second line will end up in your RT from the chorus & no one else will see. If you don't have a chorus going, the chorus line won't go, but the second regular sing will. Granted it'll add extra garbage on the singers screen, but no one will notice, & bards leaving or joining your chorus won't ruin the song. Paerr Reply |
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Anyways I wanted every bard to sing it (hopefully stirr up those down-beat scruffy lookin fighters) It's all set up in script format all you need to do is copy paste and sing! (In small print you see the lyrics for this song were taken from the great writer Mickey Zucker Reichert "The Legend of Nightfall") put say calmly this is the tale "The legend of Sorrow," by Tale Singer Sircha Rankmere. pause 10 put sing A lord wakens with the night,;Reviling sun and all things bright.;Sadier's friend and Crossings foe-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Eyes darker than the midnight shade,;Teeth sharper than the barbarian's blade.;When he smiles a cold wind blows-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing When shadows fall and sunlight breaks;What Sorrow touches, Sorrow takes.;Books and copper, and longbows;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing A lord cruel, an assasin stark,;Grim moongate, coldness, deepest dark.;Visions come to those who doze;In darkness where old Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Sorrow laughs, and Truffenyi falls,;The Starry Road draws them all.;He rules the castle where no light shows-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Lock up yer Novices after dark;Lest Sorrow find an easy mark.;For safety ends at peaceful close-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Razor claws and fiery eyes;Leathern wings to cleave the skies,;His soul within stark midnight froze-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Those who brave the war will find,;Horror, dead, and screemer kind.;He slays us all and rends our souls-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Birthed within the dark abyss,;His silent gift, a deadly kiss.;Gone before the bard crows-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Counting deaths like grains of sand.;Countless fall beneath his hand.;Sadier, his minion, Assasins his clothes;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing When Sorrow walks, all of Crossings cries;Free of his trail of pain and bloody lies;On Elanthia heaps his vilest woes-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Wolves and bats and beasts of night,;Spirits black that flee the light,;Cringed in fear when he arose-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing The Evil One, the lord blight;Who hides in day and stalks the night;He steals the stars and drags them low-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Three Paladins and their armies rode;To hunt Sorrow in the cold;;But where they've gone, no mortal knows-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing A Prayk laughed at Sorrow's fame,;Rained fire down on his name;Prayk's bones now lie in rows-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing A Bard bet the tales were lies.;And scorned the wisdom of the wise.;The odds were not the ones he chose-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Six Barbarians fought him in the night,;Their strength of unequaled might.;'Twas gone before the sun arose-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put curt put act points to blood-stained rags on the ground that form the words "Donations Accepted--Thanks." Reply |
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Sircha, only because I love ya... a copy to read and a copy they can chop and paste to script. ::thwaps the html boards:: And because I'd like to see something stuck in Sorrow's craw, I'm sooo tired of the invasions. ;) ::snuggles:: -Sunnie Sircha says calmly, "this is the tale "The legend of Sorrow," by Tale Singer Sircha Rankmere." A lord wakens with the night, Reviling sun and all things bright. Sadier's friend and Crossings foe- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Eyes darker than the midnight shade, Teeth sharper than the barbarian's blade. When he smiles a cold wind blows- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. When shadows fall and sunlight breaks What Sorrow touches, Sorrow takes. Books and copper, and longbows Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. A lord cruel, an assasin stark, Grim moongate, coldness, deepest dark. Visions come to those who doze In darkness where old Sorrow goes. Sorrow laughs, and Truffenyi falls, The Starry Road draws them all. He rules the castle where no light shows- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Lock up yer Novices after dark Lest Sorrow find an easy mark. For safety ends at peaceful close- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Razor claws and fiery eyes Leathern wings to cleave the skies, His soul within stark midnight froze- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Those who brave the war will find, Horror, dead, and screemer kind. He slays us all and rends our souls- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Birthed within the dark abyss, His silent gift, a deadly kiss. Gone before the bard crows- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Counting deaths like grains of sand. Countless fall beneath his hand. Sadier, his minion, Assasins his clothes Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. When Sorrow walks, all of Crossings cries Free of his trail of pain and bloody lies On Elanthia heaps his vilest woes- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Wolves and bats and beasts of night, Spirits black that flee the light, Cringed in fear when he arose- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. The Evil One, the lord blight Who hides in day and stalks the night He steals the stars and drags them low- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Three Paladins and their armies rode To hunt Sorrow in the cold But where they've gone, no mortal knows- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. A Prayk laughed at Sorrow's fame, Rained fire down on his name Prayk's bones now lie in rows- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. A Bard bet the tales were lies. And scorned the wisdom of the wise. The odds were not the ones he chose- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Six Barbarians fought him in the night, Their strength of unequaled might. 'Twas gone before the sun arose- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Sircha curtisies. Sircha points to blood-stained rags on the ground that form the words "Donations Accepted--Thanks." --------------- put say calmly this is the tale "The legend of Sorrow," by Tale Singer Sircha Rankmere. pause 10 put sing A lord wakens with the night,;Reviling sun and all things bright.;Sadier's friend and Crossings foe-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Eyes darker than the midnight shade,;Teeth sharper than the barbarian's blade.;When he smiles a cold wind blows-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing When shadows fall and sunlight breaks;What Sorrow touches, Sorrow takes.;Books and copper, and longbows;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing A lord cruel, an assasin stark,;Grim moongate, coldness, deepest dark.;Visions come to those who doze;In darkness where old Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Sorrow laughs, and Truffenyi falls,;The Starry Road draws them all.;He rules the castle where no light shows-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Lock up yer Novices after dark;Lest Sorrow find an easy mark.;For safety ends at peaceful close-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Razor claws and fiery eyes;Leathern wings to cleave the skies,;His soul within stark midnight froze-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Those who brave the war will find,;Horror, dead, and screemer kind.;He slays us all and rends our souls-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Birthed within the dark abyss,;His silent gift, a deadly kiss.;Gone before the bard crows-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Counting deaths like grains of sand.;Countless fall beneath his hand.;Sadier, his minion, Assasins his clothes;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing When Sorrow walks, all of Crossings cries;Free of his trail of pain and bloody lies;On Elanthia heaps his vilest woes-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Wolves and bats and beasts of night,;Spirits black that flee the light,;Cringed in fear when he arose-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing The Evil One, the lord blight;Who hides in day and stalks the night;He steals the stars and drags them low-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Three Paladins and their armies rode;To hunt Sorrow in the cold;;But where they've gone, no mortal knows-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing A Prayk laughed at Sorrow's fame,;Rained fire down on his name;Prayk's bones now lie in rows-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing A Bard bet the tales were lies.;And scorned the wisdom of the wise.;The odds were not the ones he chose-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Six Barbarians fought him in the night,;Their strength of unequaled might.;'Twas gone before the sun arose-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put curt put act points to blood-stained rags on the ground that form the words "Donations Accepted--Thanks." 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put say calmly this is the tale "The legend of Sorrow," by Tale Singer Sircha Rankmere. (In small print you see that the song was originally created by Mickey Zucker Reichert and was used in the book entitled "The Legend of Nightfall.") pause 10 put sing A lord wakens with the night,;Reviling sun and all things bright.;Sadiaer's friend and Crossings foe-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Eyes darker than the midnight shade,;Teeth sharper than the barbarian's blade.;When he smiles a cold wind blows-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing When shadows fall and sunlight breaks;What Sorrow touches, Sorrow takes.;Books and copper, and longbows;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing A lord cruel, an assasin stark,;Grim moongate, coldness, deepest dark.;Visions come to those who doze;In darkness where Lord Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Sorrow laughs, and Truffenyi falls,;The Starry Road draws them all.;He rules the Reach where no light shows-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Lock up yer Novices after dark;Lest Sorrow find an easy mark.;For safety ends at peaceful close-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Razor claws and fiery eyes;Leathern wings to cleave the skies,;His soul within stark midnight froze-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Those who brave the war will find,;Horror, dead, and screemer kind.;He slays us all and rends our souls-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Birthed within the dark abyss,;His silent gift, a deadly kiss.;Gone before the bard crows-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Counting deaths like grains of sand.;Countless fall beneath his hand.;Sadiaer, his minion, Assasins his clothes;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing When Sorrow walks, all of Crossings cries;Free of his trail of pain and bloody lies;On Elanthia heaps his vilest woes-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Wolves and bats and beasts of night,;Spirits black that flee the light,;Cringed in fear when he arose-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing The Evil One, the lord blight;Who hides in day and stalks the night;He steals the stars and drags them low-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Three Paladins and their armies rode;To hunt Sorrow in the cold;;But where they've gone, no mortal knows-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Prayk laughed at Sorrow's fame,;Rained fire down on his name;Prayk's mind has now come to woes-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing A Bard bet the tales were lies.;And scorned the wisdom of the wise.;The odds were not the ones he chose-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Six Barbarians fought him in the night,;Their strength of unequaled might.;'Twas gone before the sun arose-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Lissande, Sadiaer's disenchanted bride;fled to crossings from his side;Thwarts him where ever he goes;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. put curt act puts up a sign that reads I want every bard singing this! pause 5 put act points to blood-stained rags on the ground that form the words "Donations Accepted--Thanks." Reply |
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I love ya Sircha, but put it so we can read it. Nice tale by the way. 'P' You calm say "this is the tale "The legend of Sorrow," by Tale Singer Sircha Rankmere. (In small print you see that the song was originally created by Mickey Zucker Reichert and was used in the book entitled "The Legend of Nightfall.") A lord wakens with the night, Reviling sun and all things bright. Sadiaer's friend and Crossings foe- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Eyes darker than the midnight shade, Teeth sharper than the barbarian's blade. When he smiles a cold wind blows- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. When shadows fall and sunlight breaks What Sorrow touches, Sorrow takes. Books and copper, and longbows Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. A lord cruel, an assasin stark, Grim moongate, coldness, deepest dark. Visions come to those who doze In darkness where Lord Sorrow goes. Sorrow laughs, and Truffenyi falls, The Starry Road draws them all. He rules the Reach where no light shows- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Lock up yer Novices after dark Lest Sorrow find an easy mark. For safety ends at peaceful close- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Razor claws and fiery eyes Leathern wings to cleave the skies, His soul within stark midnight froze- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Those who brave the war will find, Horror, dead, and screemer kind. He slays us all and rends our souls- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Birthed within the dark abyss, His silent gift, a deadly kiss. Gone before the bard crows- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Counting deaths like grains of sand. Countless fall beneath his hand. Sadiaer, his minion, Assasins his clothes Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. When Sorrow walks, all of Crossings cries Free of his trail of pain and bloody lies On Elanthia heaps his vilest woes- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Wolves and bats and beasts of night, Spirits black that flee the light, Cringed in fear when he arose- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. The Evil One, the lord blight Who hides in day and stalks the night He steals the stars and drags them low- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Three Paladins and their armies rode To hunt Sorrow in the cold But where they've gone, no mortal knows- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Prayk laughed at Sorrow's fame, Rained fire down on his name Prayk's mind has now come to woes- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. A Bard bet the tales were lies. And scorned the wisdom of the wise. The odds were not the ones he chose- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Six Barbarians fought him in the night, Their strength of unequaled might. 'Twas gone before the sun arose- Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Lissande, Sadiaer's disenchanted bride fled to crossings from his side Thwarts him where ever he goes Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. Curties (Sircha puts up a sign that reads I want every bard singing this!) (Sircha points to blood-stained rags on the ground that form the words "Donations Accepted--Thanks." ) & for those who want a script version put say calmly this is the tale "The legend of Sorrow," by Tale Singer Sircha Rankmere. (In small print you see that the song was originally created by Mickey Zucker Reichert and was used in the book entitled "The Legend of Nightfall.") pause 10 put sing A lord wakens with the night,;Reviling sun and all things bright.;Sadiaer's friend and Crossings foe-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Eyes darker than the midnight shade,;Teeth sharper than the barbarian's blade.;When he smiles a cold wind blows-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing When shadows fall and sunlight breaks;What Sorrow touches, Sorrow takes.;Books and copper, and longbows;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing A lord cruel, an assasin stark,;Grim moongate, coldness, deepest dark.;Visions come to those who doze;In darkness where Lord Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Sorrow laughs, and Truffenyi falls,;The Starry Road draws them all.;He rules the Reach where no light shows-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Lock up yer Novices after dark;Lest Sorrow find an easy mark.;For safety ends at peaceful close-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Razor claws and fiery eyes;Leathern wings to cleave the skies,;His soul within stark midnight froze-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Those who brave the war will find,;Horror, dead, and screemer kind.;He slays us all and rends our souls-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Birthed within the dark abyss,;His silent gift, a deadly kiss.;Gone before the bard crows-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Counting deaths like grains of sand.;Countless fall beneath his hand.;Sadiaer, his minion, Assasins his clothes;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing When Sorrow walks, all of Crossings cries;Free of his trail of pain and bloody lies;On Elanthia heaps his vilest woes-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Wolves and bats and beasts of night,;Spirits black that flee the light,;Cringed in fear when he arose-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing The Evil One, the lord blight;Who hides in day and stalks the night;He steals the stars and drags them low-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Three Paladins and their armies rode;To hunt Sorrow in the cold;;But where they've gone, no mortal knows-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Prayk laughed at Sorrow's fame,;Rained fire down on his name;Prayk's mind has now come to woes-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing A Bard bet the tales were lies.;And scorned the wisdom of the wise.;The odds were not the ones he chose-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Six Barbarians fought him in the night,;Their strength of unequaled might.;'Twas gone before the sun arose-;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. pause 20 put sing Lissande, Sadiaer's disenchanted bride;fled to crossings from his side;Thwarts him where ever he goes;Darkness comes where Sorrow goes. put curt act puts up a sign that reads I want every bard singing this! pause 5 put act points to blood-stained rags on the ground that form the words "Donations Accepted--Thanks." 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Nicely adapted, Sircha, but I don't really think it's cricket to describe the Elanthian version as being "by" Sircha Rankmere - not even with the OOC sign held up. Personally, I find the sign a bit jangling. I think it would be preferable to substitute something along the lines of "adapted by Tale Singer Sircha Rankmere from the writings of the otherworldly (or Urth) bard Mickey Zucker Reichert". Or you could mask the author's name slightly. Remember how (the original incarnation of) Therilliar, in her ancient bard guild guide, wrote about singing a Phil Collins song in the Realms and announcing that it's by "Aphil Kolinda"? When Firannion sings the Sandy Denny song "It Suits Me Well", she attributes it to "the late lamented bardess Xandya Daenni". Those few who know Denny's work will get it; those who don't will at least know that it's not by me. Similarly, you could say that the Sorrow song is adapted from a work by, say, "Mikiyzuk Urraikurrt". Some will recognize the name and chortle to themselves; the rest won't, but at least they can't accuse you of plagiarism. player of Firan Reply |
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At the request of a Bardie, here is the story I wrote and told at the Jeraya Games. :) -Sunnie Sunnie opens her song book. Sunnie smiles as she pages through her book a moment, looking for the right story. Sunnie says, "This is the Tale of the Dragon, written by... well, you'll find out who it was written by." Sunnie grins. Sunnie says quietly, "This is a story of a time long ago, when those woundrous creatures we know as the dragons of myth freely roamed this world. Fiercely independant beings, they chose to make their homes only in the most remote of places ... a fiery volcano, a desolate island, or even a cavern of ice far from the reach of the ten races of man." Sunnie says quietly, "However, stories and legend even then carried the tales of the dragons and their lairs. It is at the hearing of one such tale that a young hunter, tired of the small bounties that wyrms and wyverns gave him, made him decide to try his hand at dragon hunting." Sunnie chants in a soprano voice: "Full with pride, confidence, and eyes blinded by the kronar's gleam He set off to his Elders to find that which he knew he'd need A harness, a rope, an enchanted noose to catch the beast! One that would never break, would hold when it tried to flee." Sunnie says quietly, "The Elders, moved by his words and conviction, spent many long hours in discussion about the young hunter's proposal. At the height of the Lirisa moon they finally came to him and entrusted him with a harness." Sunnie says quietly, ""But," they warned him,"the dragon must consent to wear this, or one day it will escape from you. On that very day it will also curse you to wander the lands bereft for all time."" Sunnie says quietly, "The young hunter faltered at hearing these words, but nonetheless took up the harness with eager hands. And at that moment he set off to find his quarry." Sunnie chants in a soprano voice: "From mountains of fire shooting rocks to the sky To the faraway breezes of the tropical sea He wandered from valleys to snowy mountains high For it was a lone dragon that he did seek." Sunnie says quietly, "Long months, years he searched in the places the tales spoke of ... the volcano, the island, and finally came to the caverns of ice. Here he found a dragon with scales that shimmered blue and gold in the torchlight. It was small, the size a youngster might be, but this mattered little to the hunter." Sunnie says quietly, "How magnificent, he thought. I must have it." Sunnie says quietly, "Without another moment's thought, he spoke a soft spell to make sure the dragon would sleep. He then slipped the harness over the magnificent creature's head and neck." Sunnie says quietly, "The dragon awoke instantly after the harness was buckled, and in fury tried to burn the man where he stood. Spell after spell it tried, but the powers of the harness prevented any of its magic to harm the hunter. It fell silent then, staring Sunnie says quietly, "Its appraising gaze continued to rest upon the hunter as they made the long trek back to the city the hunter once called home. Oftentimes he would look back over his shoulder at the apparition that seemed to be made of fiery ice, but he jerked his gaze away when it met that of the dragon's." Sunnie says quietly, "As they neared the gates of the city the hunter noticed a minstrel standing nearby, almost as if she were waiting for him. without preamble she broke into a song, poorly written and without much in the way of rhyme or reason:" Sunnie hesitantly sings in a soprano voice: "The fire in a dragon's eyes flares from within And yet his heart is like ice! That is why he is called Aes'ia'Jeol A creature who's thoughts flare fiercely from his eyes." Sunnie firmly sings in a soprano voice: "You can't keep him here, in a town of man. He'll break his chains and fly from sight Winging on wings of pure light and air. He make his own freedom and leave you behind!" Sunnie hauntingly sings in a soprano voice: "In darkness and ice, soon will you live For a dragon touches your heart before he goes Taking with him your fire, your heart's dreams... What he does with them nobody knows." Sunnie says quietly, "Upon hearing this, the hunter was enraged that anyone would speak to him, a dragon-catcher like this. He drew his sword and advanced on the girl. The minstrel broke off, chanting the last words of her song mockingly behind her as she ran into the safety of the town." Sunnie chants in a soprano voice: "... nobody knows!" Sunnie says quietly, "The hunter wore a look of disgust on his face as he sheathed his sword once more, and with harness in hand took the last few steps inside the town. Old wive's tales, he thought, forgetting that the dragon itself was something out of tales ..." Sunnie says quietly, "The moment they passed through the large wooden gates the dragon spoke a single, arcane word, and the harness dropped from its head. It turned to the stricken hunter and stared long into his eyes as it said, "You cannot keep a Dragon caged. Even one so young as myself."" Sunnie says quietly, "Its wings stretched as it jumped into the air, flying on swift wingbeats until it was out of sight." Sunnie says quietly, "The hunter cried out as the dragon left, not knowing why he did but knowing that his dreams left on those wings. All of his works for months, years, come to naught. And so it came that he wrote this, the Tale of the Dragon. To remind everyone that even the smallest bit of advice must not be overlooked when working for a great goal." Sunnie says quietly, "Until the last of his days he wandered telling the Tale of the Dragon to everyone he met, making sure that nobody would make the same mistake as he. Searching as he wandered, he strove to also find that creature that escaped him, but whether he found it nobody knows." Sunnie closes her song book. Reply |
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# Song- THE LUTE SONG put say I will now sing "Wren and the Red Winter War" by Kortny Horselord pause 5 put sing A swirl of destiny does flow;Amid the rumours of war;In this torrid soil a plot does grow;And gives rise to the prophecies of lore. pause 15 put sing slowly A Chalice, a Bard, and a Lute;All intertwined with blood and tears;In this mixture an evil plan bears fruit;As reality gives birth to our deepest fears pause 15 put sing sadly A battle springs across the lands;Warriors rally to the horns call;The enemy comes with bloodstained hands;And clash against the city's walls. pause 15 put sing hopelessly The cities are separated and heroes fall;As the warriors battle for the gates;Each town sends out an urgent call;And through it all we wait our fates. pause 15 put sing angrily A message from the enemy arrives;A demand of just one bard's life;To stop the wounded cries;And put an end to this dreaded strife pause 15 put sing quietly The answer is no and the bardess hides;The chalice and lute are guarded closely;To try to stop death's swift ride;As the attackers ranks swell hopelessly pause 15 put sing hopelessly Warrior, Priest, Bard, and Empath;All fall to evil's sword;The cities are lost to the enemies' wrath;And at the gates the enemy now wards pause 15 put sing regretfully Gentle bard is taken at last;Guardians of the lute are taken one by one;All defenders fall to arrow, sword, and axe;Many claim that the Gorbesh have won pause 15 put sing A standard rises and warriors rally;The wounded heal and an army forms;These stalwart warriors challenge the tally;This army girds themselves all weary and torn pause 15 put sing emphatically The paladins lead and the warriors follow;the towns are reclaimed one at a time;But victory brings a harsh sorrow;as violence is repaid in kind. pause 15 put sing hesitantly As the world does recover;and the foolish belive it has ended;the wise discover;that our last hope might have been left unattended. pause 15 put sing slowly A memory of three notes;bring the bards together;they share a faint hope;but they find just a wrens feather. pause 15 put sing A voice to guide gives the way;as one of each is gathered togather;they all join to sing and pray;and three step forward with a wren's feather pause 15 put sing Their faith brings its reward;And Wren is saved from death;but only her life will the god's ward;but they give no guarantee for our last breath. pause 5 put bow Reply |
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You say, "I will now sing "Wren and the Red Winter War" by Kortny Horselord" You sing in a baritone voice: "A swirl of destiny does flow Amid the rumours of war In this torrid soil a plot does grow And gives rise to the prophecies of lore." You slowly sing in a baritone voice: "A Chalice, a Bard, and a Lute All intertwined with blood and tears In this mixture an evil plan bears fruit As reality gives birth to our deepest fears" You sadly sing in a baritone voice: "A battle springs across the lands Warriors rally to the horns call The enemy comes with bloodstained hands And clash against the city's walls." You hopelessly sing in a baritone voice: "The cities are separated and heroes fall As the warriors battle for the gates Each town sends out an urgent call And through it all we wait our fates." You angrily sing in a baritone voice: "A message from the enemy arrives A demand of just one bard's life To stop the wounded cries And put an end to this dreaded strife" You quietly sing in a baritone voice: "The answer is no and the bardess hides The chalice and lute are guarded closely To try to stop death's swift ride As the attackers ranks swell hopelessly" You hopelessly sing in a baritone voice: "Warrior, Priest, Bard, and Empath All fall to evil's sword The cities are lost to the enemies' wrath And at the gates the enemy now wards" You regretfully sing in a baritone voice: "Gentle bard is taken at last Guardians of the lute are taken one by one All defenders fall to arrow, sword, and axe Many claim that the Gorbesh have won" You sing in a baritone voice: "A standard rises and warriors rally The wounded heal and an army forms These stalwart warriors challenge the tally This army girds themselves all weary and torn" You emphatically sing in a baritone voice: "The paladins lead and the warriors follow The towns are reclaimed one at a time But victory brings a harsh sorrow As violence is repaid in kind." You hesitantly sing in a baritone voice: "As the world does recover And the foolish belive it has ended The wise discover That our last hope might have been left unattended." You slowly sing in a baritone voice: "A memory of three notes Bring the bards together They share a faint hope But they find just a wrens feather." You sing in a baritone voice: "A voice to guide gives the way As one of each is gathered togather They all join to sing and pray And three step forward with a wren's feather" You sing in a baritone voice: "Their faith brings its reward And Wren is saved from death But only her life will the god's ward But they give no guarantee for our last breath." You bow. Reply |
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#Song -"Tribute to a Friend" put say "Tribute to a Friend" by Kortny Horselord. pause 5 put sing The sands of time flow for us all.;But in each day of our life,;we give a small piece of ourselves to others.;to stow away for after Urrem'tier's call. waitfor pause 20 put sing Dear friend and companion through joy and tears,;we have shared our lives and our dreams.;So swiftly did you the starry road take,;that there were some things left unsaid I fear. waitfor pause 20 put sing A faint scent of smoke makes me remember those times long ago,;when we sat by the fire and talked till the dawn.;Would I have treasured those moments more,;If your leaving I could have fortold? waitfor pause 20 put sing A gentle song carried so softly on the breeze,;brings a vision of the nights of dance and song that we used to share.;A friendship so deep and so strong,;that not even the hand of death can cleave. waitfor pause 20 put sing The time we have shared over many a year,;Has bound us closer than I would of thought.;And that small part of me that died with you,;has been filled with memories so dear. waitfor pause 20 put sing So goodbye is not needed today.;For all the sights and sounds we experienced,;are bound in my heart.;and there, they will always stay. waitfor pause 20 put sing So tonight I raise a toast to you old friend,;as on our times together I do dwell.;And when people should ask of you,;Our shared adventures will I tell. waitfor pause 10 put bow Reply |
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You say, ""Tribute to a Friend" by Kortny Horselord. " You sing in a baritone voice: But in each day of our life, We give a small piece of ourselves to others. To stow away for after Urrem'tier's call." "The sands of time flow for us all. You sing in a baritone voice: "Dear friend and companion through joy and tears, We have shared our lives and our dreams. So swiftly did you the starry road take, That there were some things left unsaid I fear." You sing in a baritone voice: "A faint scent of smoke makes me remember those times long ago, When we sat by the fire and talked till the dawn. Would I have treasured those moments more, If your leaving I could have fortold?" You sing in a baritone voice: "A gentle song carried so softly on the breeze, Brings a vision of the nights of dance and song that we used to share. A friendship so deep and so strong, That not even the hand of death can cleave." You sing in a baritone voice: "The time we have shared over many a year, Has bound us closer than I would of thought. And that small part of me that died with you, Has been filled with memories so dear." You sing in a baritone voice: "So goodbye is not needed today. For all the sights and sounds we experienced, Are bound in my heart. And there, they will always stay. " You sing in a baritone voice: "So tonight I raise a toast to you old friend, As on our times together I do dwell. And when people should ask of you, Our shared adventures will I tell. " You bow. Reply |
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You say, ""The Kiss" by Diva Charlotte Dacre" You sing in a baritone voice: "The greatest bliss Is in a Kiss-- A kiss of love refin'd, Then springs the soul Without control, And blends the bliss with mind." You sing in a baritone voice: "For if desire Alone inspire, The kiss not me can charm. The eye must beam With Chasten'd gleam That would my soul disarm." You sing in a baritone voice: "What fond delight Does love excite When sentiment takes part! The falt'ring sigh, Voluptuous eye, And palpitating heart." You sing in a baritone voice: "Ye fleet too fast-- Sweet Moments, last A little longer mine! Like Heaven's bow Ye fade --- ye go Too tremulously fine!. " You bow. --------------------- script --------------------- #Song - The Kiss put say "The Kiss" by Diva Charlotte Dacre pause 5 put sing The greatest bliss;Is in a Kiss--;A kiss of love refin'd,;Then springs the soul;Without control,;And blends the bliss with mind. waitfor sing pause 18 put sing For if desire;Alone inspire,;The kiss not me can charm.;The eye must beam;With Chasten'd gleam;That would my soul disarm. waitfor sing pause 18 put sing What fond delight;Does love excite;When sentiment takes part!;The falt'ring sigh,;Voluptuous eye, ;And palpitating heart. waitfor sing pause 18 put sing Ye fleet too fast--;Sweet Moments, last;A little longer mine!;Like Heaven's bow; Ye fade --- ye go;Too tremulously fine!. pause 5 put bow Reply |
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#Song about shotokyu put say This is the ballad of Shotokyu the Paladin put playact start pause 3 put sing This is a story both sad and true;That I am about to share with you;Some illusions we hold dear;Sometimes the truth to pierce we fear pause 14 put sing This story starts where many do;Deep in the caves the elves once knew;A paladin bathed in light there strides;Searching the darkness where evil now hides pause 3 put playact words bring forth a vision of a strong and proud paladin stalking through a dark place. pause 11 put sing The day before a band of reavers a family did slay;then continued on their way;Innocent lives shattered by this foul band;who slaughtered them so cruelly out of hand pause 3 put playact looks like he is holding a young child cradeled in his arms and tears are flowing down his cheeks. pause 11 put sing To a need like this was Shotokyu sworn;and it was a burden that was gladly borne;So when word did arrive;He left to avenge those innocent lives pause 14 put sing To this dark hole had the trail led;Continuing on Shotokyu advanced to see what the darkness would shed;Deep into the darkness did he penatrate;Knowing that not to far ahead a great evil lay in wait pause 3 put playact words bring a sense of deep foreboding. pause 11 put sing Then as he came to one large cavern;he saw massed against him;Not the small band he had tracked;but a full forty standing fast pause 14 put sing It never even occured to him to flee;but with unbridled glee;he flung himself on the foe;causing them great woe pause 14 put sing And the foe was thrown back;from the pure passion of his attack;then the glimmer of his white armor did disappear;and a hero's death was near pause 3 put playact eyes glow with the excitment of the battle. pause 11 put sing And with his last breath of air;from him arose a strangled prayer;and lifted high in the sky;to Chadatru did it pass by pause 4 put exhale pause 12 put sing A shaft of light did shine down;and annoint that paladin in an etheral crown;and where the sounds of death and combat had rung;an unnatural silence hung pause 16 put sing then slowly within that shaft of light a paladin did rise;to stand once again with a fire in his eyes;and with a howl of glee;he flung himself back into that fersome melee pause 4 put playact softly singing voice fills you with awe as you see a shaft of light shine down and evelope a paladin. You blink and when your eyes open the vision is gone and all is left is a thoughtful expression on your face. pause 16 put sing and the sounds of combat did renew;with a fierce rage he did attack anew;and the screams and clangs of arms did sound;deep in that underground pause 14 put sing and with a mighty stroke in that darkend shaft;Shotokyu cut the last reaver in half;and as his enemy did fall;He crumpled against a wall pause 14 put sing Now his armor stained with red;He gasped for breath on that rocky bed;then he looked around;and what he saw brought a frown pause 14 put sing Because he knew that his work was not done;many more beasts would soon emerge with the setting of the sun;to raze the land in their wrath;if he and others like him did not stand in their path pause 14 put groan pause 3 put sing With a slight groan he arose;and limped out of that dark mine leaving his foes;his strength and soul once more stood the test;but for now he just needed rest... pause 2 put playact stop put bow Reply |
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You say, "This is the ballad of Shotokyu the Paladin" You sing in a baritone voice: "This is a story both sad and true That I am about to share with you Some illusions we hold dear Sometimes the truth to pierce we fear" You sing in a baritone voice: "This story starts where many do Deep in the caves the elves once knew A paladin bathed in light there strides Searching the darkness where evil now hides" You sing in a baritone voice: "The day before a band of reavers a family did slay Then continued on their way Innocent lives shattered by this foul band Who slaughtered them so cruelly out of hand" You sing in a baritone voice: "To a need like this was Shotokyu sworn And it was a burden that was gladly borne So when word did arrive He left to avenge those innocent lives" You sing in a baritone voice: "To this dark hole had the trail led Continuing on Shotokyu advanced to see what the darkness would shed Deep into the darkness did he penatrate Knowing that not to far ahead a great evil lay in wait" You sing in a baritone voice: "Then as he came to one large cavern He saw massed against him Not the small band he had tracked But a full forty standing fast" You sing in a baritone voice: "It never even occured to him to flee But with unbridled glee He flung himself on the foe Causing them great woe" You sing in a baritone voice: "And the foe was thrown back From the pure passion of his attack Then the glimmer of his white armor did disappear And a hero's death was near" You sing in a baritone voice: "And with his last breath of air From him arose a strangled prayer And lifted high in the sky To Chadatru did it pass by" You slowly and deliberately empty your filled lungs. You sing in a baritone voice: "A shaft of light did shine down And annoint that paladin in an etheral crown And where the sounds of death and combat had rung An unnatural silence hung" You sing in a baritone voice: "Then slowly within that shaft of light a paladin did rise To stand once again with a fire in his eyes And with a howl of glee He flung himself back into that fersome melee" You sing in a baritone voice: "And the sounds of combat did renew With a fierce rage he did attack anew And the screams and clangs of arms did sound Deep in that underground" You sing in a baritone voice: "And with a mighty stroke in that darkend shaft Shotokyu cut the last reaver in half And as his enemy did fall He crumpled against a wall" You sing in a baritone voice: "Now his armor stained with red He gasped for breath on that rocky bed Then he looked around And what he saw brought a frown" You sing in a baritone voice: "Because he knew that his work was not done Many more beasts would soon emerge with the setting of the sun To raze the land in their wrath If he and others like him did not stand in their path" You groan. You sing in a baritone voice: "With a slight groan he arose And limped out of that dark mine leaving his foes His strength and soul once more stood the test But for now he just needed rest..." You bow. Reply |
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You say, ""The Butterfly's Ball and the Grasshopper's Feast" by Bard Williece Roscoei" You sing in a baritone voice: "Come take up your Hats, and away let us make haste To the Butterfly's Ball, and the Grasshopper's Feast. The Trumpeter, Gad-fly, has summon'd the Crew, And the Revels are now only waiting for you." You sing in a baritone voice: "So said little Robert, and pacing along, His merry Companions came forth in a Throng. And on the smooth Grass, by the side of a Wood, Beneath a broad Oak that for Ages had stood." You sing in a baritone voice: "Saw the Children of Earth, and the Tenants of Air, For an Evening's Amusement together they bear. And there came the Beetle, so blind and so black, Who carried the Emmet, his Friend, on his Back." You sing in a baritone voice: "And there was the Gnat and the Dragon-fly too, With all their relations, Green, Orange, and Blue. And there came the Moth, with his Plumage of Down, And the Hornet in his Jacket of Yellow and Brown." You sing in a baritone voice: "Who with him the Wasp, his Companion, did bring, But they promis'd that Evening, to lay aside their Sting. And the sly little Mouse crept out of his Hole, And brought to the Feast his blind Brother, the Mole." You sing in a baritone voice: "And the Snail, with his Horns peeping out of his Shell, Came from a great Distance, the Length of an Ell. A Mushroom their Table, and on it was laid, A Water-dock Leaf, which a Table-cloth made." You sing in a baritone voice: "The fares were various, to each of their Taste, And the Bee brought her Honey to crown the Repast. Then close on his Haunches, so solemn and wise, The Frog from a Corner, look'd up to the Skies." You sing in a baritone voice: "And the Squirrel well pleas'd such Diversions to see, Mounted high over Head, and look'd down from a Tree. Then out came the Spider, with Finger so fine, To show his Dexterity on the tight Line." You sing in a baritone voice: "From one Branch to another, his Cobwebs he slung, Then quick as an Arrow he darted along. But just in the Middle, --Oh! shocking to tell, From his Rope, in an instant, poor Harlequin fell." You sing in a baritone voice: "Yet he touch'd not the Ground, but with Talons outspread, Hung suspended in Air, at the End of a Thread. Then the Grasshopper came with a Jerk and a Spring, Very long was his Leg, though but short was his Wing." You sing in a baritone voice: "He took but three leaps, and was soon out of Sight, Then chirp'd his own Praises the rest of the Night. With Step so majectic the Snail did advance, And promis'd the Gazers a Minuet to dance." You sing in a baritone voice: "But they all laugh'd so loud that he pull'd in his Head, And went in his own little Chamber to Bed. Then, as Evening gave way to the Shadows of Night, Their Watchmen, the Glow-Worm, came out with a Light." You sing in a baritone voice: "Then Home let us hasten, while yet we can see, For no Watchman is waiting for you and for me. So said little Robert, and pacing along, His merry Companions returned in a Throng." You bow. Reply |
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#Song- Buttefrly Ball and Grasshopper feast put say "The Butterfly's Ball and the Grasshopper's Feast" by Bard Williece Roscoei pause 5 put sing Come take up your Hats, and away let us make haste;To the Butterfly's Ball, and the Grasshopper's Feast.;The Trumpeter, Gad-fly, has summon'd the Crew,;And the Revels are now only waiting for you. waitfor sing pause 15 put sing So said little Robert, and pacing along,;His merry Companions came forth in a Throng.;And on the smooth Grass, by the side of a Wood,;Beneath a broad Oak that for Ages had stood. waitfor sing pause 15 put sing Saw the Children of Earth, and the Tenants of Air,;For an Evening's Amusement together they bear.;And there came the Beetle, so blind and so black,;Who carried the Emmet, his Friend, on his Back. waitfor sing pause 15 put sing And there was the Gnat and the Dragon-fly too,;With all their relations, Green, Orange, and Blue.;And there came the Moth, with his Plumage of Down,;And the Hornet in his Jacket of Yellow and Brown. waitfor sing pause 15 put sing Who with him the Wasp, his Companion, did bring,;But they promis'd that Evening, to lay aside their Sting.;And the sly little Mouse crept out of his Hole,;And brought to the Feast his blind Brother, the Mole. waitfor sing pause 15 put sing And the Snail, with his Horns peeping out of his Shell,;Came from a great Distance, the Length of an Ell.;A Mushroom their Table, and on it was laid,;A Water-dock Leaf, which a Table-cloth made. waitfor sing pause 15 put sing The fares were various, to each of their Taste, ;And the Bee brought her Honey to crown the Repast.;Then close on his Haunches, so solemn and wise,;The Frog from a Corner, look'd up to the Skies. waitfor sing pause 15 put sing And the Squirrel well pleas'd such Diversions to see,;Mounted high over Head, and look'd down from a Tree.;Then out came the Spider, with Finger so fine,;To show his Dexterity on the tight Line. waitfor sing pause 15 put sing From one Branch to another, his Cobwebs he slung,;Then quick as an Arrow he darted along.;But just in the Middle, --Oh! shocking to tell,;From his Rope, in an instant, poor Harlequin fell. waitfor sing pause 15 put sing Yet he touch'd not the Ground, but with Talons outspread,;Hung suspended in Air, at the End of a Thread.;Then the Grasshopper came with a Jerk and a Spring,;Very long was his Leg, though but short was his Wing. waitfor sing pause 15 put sing He took but three leaps, and was soon out of Sight,;Then chirp'd his own Praises the rest of the Night.;With Step so majectic the Snail did advance,;And promis'd the Gazers a Minuet to dance. waitfor sing pause 15 put sing But they all laugh'd so loud that he pull'd in his Head,;And went in his own little Chamber to Bed.;Then, as Evening gave way to the Shadows of Night,;Their Watchmen, the Glow-Worm, came out with a Light. waitfor sing pause 15 put sing Then Home let us hasten, while yet we can see,;For no Watchman is waiting for you and for me.;So said little Robert, and pacing along,;His merry Companions returned in a Throng. pause 10 put bow Reply |
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You say, ""A song of Eluned" by Kortny Horselord" You sing in a baritone voice: "Beneath a darkend sky, The waves dance to your song, The gentle sound of your sigh, Echos deep where no mortal belongs." You sing in a baritone voice: "For where is knowledge found, But far from where men dwell, Deep in the ocean round, Where the bravest hearts do quell." You sing in a baritone voice: "Honored God and sailors friend, Guide us with your dolphine form, To our destination your protection lend, As we sail into the morn." You sing in a baritone voice: "For wisdom is not born in all, But is given by your hand, And those with out will surely fall, And never see sight of land." You bow. ---------------- script ---------------- #Song of Eluned put say "A song of Eluned" by Kortny Horselord pause 8 put sing Beneath a darkend sky,;the waves dance to your song,;the gentle sound of your sigh,;echos deep where no mortal belongs. pause 15 put sing For where is knowledge found,;but far from where men dwell,;deep in the ocean round,;where the bravest hearts do quell. pause 15 put sing Honored God and sailors friend,;guide us with your dolphine form,;to our destination your protection lend,;as we sail into the morn. pause 15 put sing For wisdom is not born in all,;but is given by your hand,;and those with out will surely fall,;and never see sight of land. pause 5 put bow Reply |
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You say, "Sorrow's Bane by Brealin Forecaster and Kortny Horselord." You chant in a baritone voice: "Citizens of Elanthia listen, take heed The realms are awash in hideous deeds An evil has challenged with his minions and fear Tis time for all people to waken and hear." You chant in a baritone voice: "And who has come to sunder our lives? To take what he claims his, in all of his pride To creep and to plot for a means to his end And take sweet Elanthia from our hands to tend." You chant in a baritone voice: "Beware Lord Sorrow for his name tells all Tis hardship he brings with pain to follow No safe path to tread with one such as he Wherever he goes he sows misery." You chant in a baritone voice: "All that has passed during these tumultuous times Has begun with three VISIONS, parables, rhymes Hodierna, a unicorn and a little lost lad All beg in these visions for help to be had." You chant in a baritone voice: "Mages and Clerics fell senseless with visions While thru the lands Sorrow spread foul division No one could say what these visions foretold Paths were followed but soon grew cold." You chant in a baritone voice: "The Book he sought but he found not Brave souls had discovered his rank plot They armed themselves with truth and sword And began the conflict, began the war." You chant in a baritone voice: "He covets the Book to tumble the Stones The grim wardens of Zaulfung's deadly bones But the Dwarves in their Hold stand firm and fast They guard the Book with their lives to the last. " You chant in a baritone voice: "For should he hold the Book in his hands Undo the Stones and destroy the land There will be no place that is safe and free No place for you, no place for me." You chant in a baritone voice: "He's shown what he does to those who would flee Consider Marstan or Prayk and Sorrow's tender mercy Death to you if you dare leave his side Slavery for you if you stay and abide." You chant in a baritone voice: "Tis past time to rise and heed the call All races, all guilds, all people follow Into the battle to put down this threat To obliterate Sorrow and all he begets." You chant in a baritone voice: "No one can afford *not* to see Sorrow is as his name tells me A destroyer, soul drinker, the undoer of all He will unmake the world " (Time to Next Chanting: 12 seconds.) You bow. Reply |
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#Song- Sorrows Bane put say Sorrow's Bane by Brealin Forecaster and Kortny Horselord. pause 10 put chant Citizens of Elanthia listen, take heed; The realms are awash in hideous deeds; An evil has challenged with his minions and fear; Tis time for all people to waken and hear. pause 15 put chant And who has come to sunder our lives?; To take what he claims his, in all of his pride; To creep and to plot for a means to his end; And take sweet Elanthia from our hands to tend. pause 15 put chant Beware Lord Sorrow for his name tells all; Tis hardship he brings with pain to follow; No safe path to tread with one such as he; Wherever he goes he sows misery. pause 15 put chant All that has passed during these tumultuous times; Has begun with three VISIONS, parables, rhymes; Hodierna, a unicorn and a little lost lad; All beg in these visions for help to be had. pause 15 put chant Mages and Clerics fell senseless with visions; While thru the lands Sorrow spread foul division; No one could say what these visions foretold; Paths were followed but soon grew cold. pause 15 put chant The Book he sought but he found not; Brave souls had discovered his rank plot; They armed themselves with truth and sword; And began the conflict, began the war. pause 15 put chant He covets the Book to tumble the Stones; The grim wardens of Zaulfung's deadly bones; But the Dwarves in their Hold stand firm and fast; They guard the Book with their lives to the last. pause 15 put chant For should he hold the Book in his hands; Undo the Stones and destroy the land; There will be no place that is safe and free; No place for you, no place for me. pause 15 put chant He's shown what he does to those who would flee; Consider Marstan or Prayk and Sorrow's tender mercy; Death to you if you dare leave his side; Slavery for you if you stay and abide. pause 15 put chant Tis past time to rise and heed the call; All races, all guilds, all people follow; Into the battle to put down this threat;To obliterate Sorrow and all he begets. pause 15 put chant No one can afford *not* to see; Sorrow is as his name tells me; A destroyer, soul d | |||||||||||