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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 drinker, the undoer of all; He will unmake the world should Elanthia fall. pause 15 put say There will be no world should Elanthia fall.... pause 5 put bow Reply |
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#song Soul of the people put say "Soul of the people" by Kortny Horselords pause 5 put sing When the taverns lie dark and quiet;When the children no longer sing;When the kings subjects are close to riot;And you never hear a harps note ring pause 17 put sing When life's drudgery 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 pause 17 put sing 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? pause 17 put sing 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 pause 17 put sing 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 pause 17 put sing 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 pause 3 put bow Reply |
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You say, ""Soul of the people" by Kortny Horselords" You sing in a baritone voice: "When the taverns lie dark and quiet When the children no longer sing When the kings subjects are close to riot And you never hear a harps note ring" You sing in a baritone voice: "When life's drudgery 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" You sing in a baritone voice: "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?" You sing in a baritone voice: "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" You sing in a baritone voice: "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" You sing in a baritone voice: "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" You bow. Reply |
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As some of you know I was honored to be given a special blade to hold in trust for the guild. The name of that blade was enscribed along its length "True Song". The blade was brought to the bard's guild by a man who claimed that it belonged to a bard that his family gave shelter to during the Dragon Priest wars. The mans parents and the bard where betrayed and drug out into the street and killed. The young boy survived by hiding. The bards things where all destroyed or stolen but for some reason his blade was left untouched. When the blade was given to me in the guild it seemed to find some comfort in the touch of a bard. Since I am not actively in the guild at the moment I have passed the trust of the blade over to Trul. It is my belief that no person owns such an item but only carries it for a time. Anyway here is the story of its history as told to me and how I have always passed it on. You say, "This is the History of "True Song" as related to me by Silvyrfrost." You say, "Around one thousand years ago, before the Dragon Priests over threw their leader and became the dark force they are now. Before the Bard guild was mostly destroyed, there where many strong and proud bards that roamed the land seeing to the soul of the people." You say, "During this time there was a dwarven holt deep in the Dragonspire Mountains that was famous for the quality of its work. Unfortunatly, fame sometimes brings attention that is unwanted." You say, ""A dark necromancer raised an evil army and sent it surround the holt. The army of undead was great and the entire mountain was surrounded by fiends, spirits, and great monstors of darkness. All that tried to leave where killed swiftly. Now the time of year was winter and the trade routes where closed until the thaw of spring so help would be long in comming."" You say, "The Dwarven holt was nestled fast in a mountain, with gates that where strongly made so the defenders where able to stop the initial asaults. But the toil of their dead rose because the undead seemed able to always slip in a few of their kinds. And everyone slept with weapons nearby." You say, "A troupe of bards had come to spend the winter with the Dwarves and where trapped inside also. During that time the powers of a bard where greater than they are now because of the losses from the slaughter of most of our guild. They worked long and hard and discovered a way, to wrap a song around themselves and walk through the enemy. " You say, "This small troupe of eight bards could hide themselves but not their tracks so at dawn the enemy saw that someone had left the holt and sent the faster elements of their army to pursue. The bards having slipped through the army still had to face a few weeks of treachous travel through the snow filled passes. " You say, "They saw the pursuers comming from behind, and each time they would draw close. One would stay behind and call up dreadful illusions with song to slow the undead. " You say, "Eventually, only two bards where left having left their food and supplies behind to travel faster. They finally made it to the Southern Trade route, where some traders helped them. They spread the news far and wide and a great army of dwarves came togather and dug their way to the holt. After the two armies battled for a few days, the army of the undead was defeated and the holt freed." You say, "The dwarves of the holt extremly greatful for the sacrifice of the bards, they gathered the best ores, and craftsment, and created twenty weapons of extreme beauty for the guild. Each weapon was given its, own name and some have whispered magic. " You say, "If one survived the thousand years, it is likely that others out there are seeking to come back to the hands of bards also." Reply |
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You say, "This is the story about the restoration of our guild by Siryn." You say, "For forty years she ran ahead of the Dragon Priests hunted like an animal." You say, "The leader of the Dragon Priest TeneBraus the High Priest stalked her and killed all of her apprentices he found." You say, "Not that many years ago Siryn and her apprentice Silvyrfrost came to crossing." You say, "They amazed crowds with their tales and their songs which some even whispered contained magic." You say, "Unknown to them the Dragon Priest where right behind them. And attacked crossing." You say, "Battle broke out in the streets and the fighting seperated the apprentince from her master." You say, "The apprentice Silvryfrost stopped right outside this building as wave upon wave of dragon priest broke against the defenders." You say, "Finally her master stumbled in to the room with ghastly wounds upon her, she fell to the ground." You say, "The High Priest appeared in a cloud of smoke and spoke these words." You recite: "Good evening, bardlings! I see you have found my friend, Siryn." You say, "Upon hearing his voice she began to scream in terror." You say, "He stroked her bloody cheek with his hand, and said "No use, Siryn!" showing her a cutlass, broken beyond repair. "Tell me where your apprentices are"" You say, "The defenders started forward but he put his hand to her neck and said she dies if any come closer." You say, "The last Bardess lept forward breaking his grip and spun and sprang upon him with no weapons and tried to cause him harm." You say, "Unfortunatly she was no match for his magic with a quick spell her body tumbled to the ground wracked with dark magic." You say, "She struggled to speak and faintly the words came "It must open. Evil must die."" You say, "With her last bit of strength she screamed "Kill him" and the defenders lept forward and attacked the High Dragon Priest." You say, "But before the blow could fall that would kill him a swift spell took the last bit of life from the bardess." You say, "But death did not stop his evil... A mocking voice rang forth and the dead body stood again." You say, "He said these words that day..." You recite: "Fools! My vengeance reaches from beyond the grave! You could have had your precious Siryn" he taunted " You preferred allowing me to kill her, as I said I would. Now you will have a guild, but no future!" You say, "Suddenly the voice of Siryn was said to say. " You forget Tenebrause, I am gone but all of my children are bards." And as we stood before you before, we shall stand before you again. And this time, you will know true death." You say, "Tenebrause laughed and said'They will never measure up, Siryn. They will never be as strong, they are weaklings! Quick to act and slow to think not like the old breed." Then he said flatly "They can not sing." A warm chuckle echos from across the field as the air flickers with the image of an elderly priest thrusting a shovel into the stony soil of the meadow. Before the wind moves again, the image is gone. You say, "And at his words the bards started to sing of joy, of anguish, of love, and of hope. " You say, "As the power of their song swelled Tenebrause lost control over his magic and began to die. Until at last he collasped." You say, "Then these fading last words where heard from Siryn as she started on that stary road. " You quietly say, ""I... do not forget. Do not forget me..." >You say, "and these doors of the guild opened for the first time in centuries." You bow. Reply |
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You say, "The Gorbesh War" You say, "During the year of 345 a great darkness fell across the land. It all started with the creatures from the land to the north traveling through our town. At the time we thought little of it. For how would we know that they fled before a great army. " You say, "Then the cities started to be probed by Gorbesh forces. Outriders, footsolders, and a handful of assassins clashed against us inside our cities. The signs started to point to a large conflict in the making. " You say, "All doubt fled when a Gorbesh outrider rode to the NE gate threw down a scroll warning that if we did not turn over the Bardess Wren the town of Crossing would be taken. " You say, "The Bardess Wren a bard not known to the masses but beloved by her friends was sought by the city for information on why this demand was made. As time revealed, this young Bardess was linked to the magic Lute hidden underneath the city of Crossing. " You say, "The people of Crossing rallied around this young bard and gave her protection. A group of bards formed to defend the Lute night and day. " You say, "As the weeks gave way to months the attacks of the towns from Shard to Theranbough became more and more fierce with siege weapons and new magic being deployed. The Gorbesh took the gondola and split Crossing off from Shard. " You say, "An explosion rips the sound of battle and causes a short pause as word drifts to the front lines that the Gorbesh have destroyed the gweth mines. The high mages of the lands gather to find us a way coordinate our efforts. A new metal was discovered and new gweths created. " You say, "The Gorbesh after months of attacks redouble their efforts taking over the towns of Crossing, Dirge, and Arthe Dale. The defenders find themselves flung from the town and the Bardess Wren is taken. " You say, "Armies form and paladins step forward to lead. Disputes and arguments are put aside as all join together and attack each town in turn. One by one we reclaim our towns. The Gorbesh with a call upon their horns disappear back to their unknown land. " You say, "As the war falls to an end, the people of the realms try to put together their shattered lives and cities. And wonder what the price of this war will really be. " You bow. Reply |
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#The story of the princess SHORT VERSION put say This is the Story of Anlorahlhe by Kortny Horselords. pause 15 put recite When the armies of the World Dragon Priests;Had retreated to the area of the Black Hand;The Elotheans and Elves of the shattered city of Shard;Banded together to rebuild Shard and the province of Ilith. pause 15 put recite It was during this time that Alec;built a symbol of that new peace with the Elves;That symbol being the gondola that served to connect;the elves with their Leth kin. pause 15 put recite The Elves, honored by this act,;swore to guard and ensure the operation of the gondola;It is at this point that our story begins. pause 15 put say darkly But even as the Elves and Elotheans celebrated the rebuilding of their cultures, dark forces gathered to oppose them. And it was in a deep hole that an evil necromancer began to chant. pause 16 put chant Darkness, Darkness, come to me!;gather round and follow my decree!;A heart of ice and anger of life!;create me a creature full of spite!;Form claws that are so sharp and cruel,;that they can slice those Elven fools! pause 15 put say darkly And as he chanted this evil spell, a creature was given life. Seemingly nothing but claws and fangs, it's first step on this world sent a ripple through the magic of the land. pause 15 put say An Elven mage whose age was beyond the memories of all but himself, felt the evil magic resonate in the lands. And as it faded away, fate took possesion of him and he chanted these words with his dying breath: pause 15 put chant As light turns so does darkness;as darkness turns so does light;when the powers of death bring forth life;the powers of life must bring forth death pause 15 put chant A mother's milk will quench the flame;a noble's blood will talisman bring;to the center must it go;and wait there for it's appointed foe. pause 15 put say quietly Now the Elves debated long and hard trying to discern the prophecy. After five years of study, it was decided that they would create a talisman so full of the magic of life that it's mere presence would dampen the evil in the realms. pause 15 put say quietly What exactly the Elven mages did to create the staff is unknown. But after five years they appeared with a staff burning with a blue flame. A hundred Elven mothers gave of their breasts milk to quench the magical flames that danced within the staff. And thus was a talisman for good born. pause 15 put say The leader of the Mountain Elves recognized that this talisman would be needed in the future and the safest place for it would be in the great temple in Crossing. pause 15 put say She chose twenty of her finest warriors to escort the staff to the province of Zoluren. To lead this war party she chose her daughter Anlorahlhe. pause 15 put say firmly Now Anlorahlhe was the pride of the Mountain Elves. There were many songs sung of her praising her beauty and her kindness. pause 15 put say darkly Unfortunately unknown to the Elves their actions had not gone unnoticed. Spies for the necromancer watched as the war party readied itself for departure. pause 15 put say darkly The mage summoned up his creature and infused it with his power. He then sent it to intercept the Elves and destroy the tailsman. The creature raced toward the Elven lands with great speed. pause 15 put say The war band, having gotten ready, departed from the mountains and arrived at the gondola. Anlorahlhe sent one half of her guard across to secure the northern platform. pause 15 put say The gondola guided by an Elven mage returned to the south platform to pick up the rest of the party. The spirits of the party were high and laughter and song filled the air as the party took their seats. pause 8 put say sadly No one noticed the small thump on the top of the gondola. pause 15 put say slowly The beast attacked without warning. The Elven mage operating the gondola was the first to die. The guards leapt to fight but were flung back and overcome by the pure savagery of the beast. In the end only the princess Anlorahlhe and the beast were left. pause 15 put say Well, the princess held the staff in front of her and the beast was kept at bay. But the princess had not been unscratched in the struggle, a red stain was now forming at her side. pause 15 put say Suddenly the prophecy was made clear to her! pause 15 put chant A mother's milk will quench the flame;A noble's blood will talisman bring;To the center must it go;And wait there for it's appointed foe. pause 15 put say sadly She knew the future would need this talisman and also what she had to do. She reached down and ran the staff along the blood of the wound at her side. pause 12 put act stamps the ground with a loud !!!THAMP!!!! pause 5 put say And a bright light enveloped the gondola, and Anlorahlhe's body fell to the ground. The beast with a heart of ice was too strong to be overcome so easily but it was greatly weakened by the magic of life that shone forth. pause 15 put say With a jerk of the ropes the gondola started to move again, with no hand to guide it. The warriors having heard the cries stood ready on the platform. But whatever they where expecting it was not the creature that sprang past them and fled down the ridge. pause 15 put say The rest of the war band rushed into the gondola with cries of dismay. All inside where dead and the enchanted staff was not to be found. pause 12 put say Some say the Elves failed in their mission that day. Others are not so sure, because that gondola with no hand to guide it still travels back and forth. And a few have been said to hear a young lady weeping as if some duty had long kept her seperated from those she loved. pause 8 put say quietly But I guess only Anlorahlhe really knows the truth. For now......... pause 5 put bow Reply |
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here is a song, that might have been lost to the annals of time, it is an old Irish/Celtic song by Samuel Fergueson....but a great song to sing, when I sang it, went over well...but I recomend a woman singing it.... #Fairy well.Wiz Put Recite this is a tale called The Fairy Well of Lagnany, an ancient Keltoi poem I heard whispered once...upon the winds.... pause 5 put sing sadly Mournfully, sing mournfully-;'O listen, Ellen, sister dear; Is there no help at all for me,; but only ceaseless sigh and Tear?; Why did not he who left me here,;with stolen hope steal memory?;O listen, Ellen, Sister dear, pause 22 put sing sadly (Mournfully, sing mournfully)-; I'll go away to Sleamish hill;I'll pluck the Fairy hawthorne-tree,; and let the spirits work their will; I care not if for good or ill,;so they but lay the memory; Which all my heart is haunting still! pause 22 put sing sadly (Mournfully, sing Mournfully)-; The Fairies are a silent race,;And pale as lily flowers to see,; I care not for a blanched face,; for wandering in a dreaming place,;So I but Banish memory:-; I wish I were with Anna Grace!;Mournfully, Sing Mournfully! pause 25 put sing sadly Hearken to my tale of woe-; "Twas thus to weeping Ellen Con,;Her sister said in accents low,; Her only Sister Una bawn :; 'Twas in their bed before the dawn,;and Ellen answered sad and slow-; "Oh Una, Una be not drawn pause 22 put sing sadly (Hearken to my tale of woe)-; To this unholy grief I pray,;which makes me sick at heart to know,; and I will help you if I may:; -The Fairy well of Lagnanay-;Lie nearer me, I tremble so,-; Una, I've heard wise women say pause 22 put sing sadly (Hearken to my tale of woe)-; That if before the dews arise,;True maidin in its icy flow; With pure hand bathe her bosom thrice,; Three lady-brackens pluck likewise;and three times round the fountain go,; She straight forgets her tears and sighs.';Hearken to my tale of woe! pause 25 put sing sadly All,Alas and well-away!-;"Oh, sister Ellen,sister sweet;come with me to the hill I pray,; And I will prove that blessed freet!"; They rose with soft and silent feet,;They left there mother where she lay,;Their mother and her care discreet, pause 22 put sing sadly (All alas! and well Away!)-; And soon they reached the Fairy Well,;The mountain's eye,clear,cold, and grey,; Wide open in the dreary fell:; How long they stood 'twere vain to tell,;At last upon the point of day,;Bawn Una bares her bosom swell, pause 22 put sing sadly (All alas! and well away!)-; Thrice o'er her shrinking breasts she laves;The gliding glance that will not stay; Of subtly-streaming fairy waves:-; And now the charm three brackens craves,;She plucks them in her fring'd array:-; Now round the well her fate she braves,;All, alas! and well away! pause 25 put sing sadly Save us all from Fairy thrall!; Ellen sees her face the rim; Twice and thrice, and that is all-; Fount and hill and maidin swim;all together melting dim!;"Una! Una!" Thou mayest call; Sister sad! but lith or limb pause 22 put sing sadly (Save us all from Fairy Thrall!)-;Never again of Una bawn,;where now she walks in dreamy hall,; Shall eye of mortal look upon!; Oh! can it be the guard was gone,;the better guard than sheild or wall?; who knows on earth save Jurlagh Duane? pause 22 put sing sadly (Save us all from Fairy Thrall!)-; Behold the banks are green and bare,;no pit is here within to fall:; Aye at the fount you well may stare; but noght save pebbles smooth is there,;and small straws twirling one and all.; Hie thee home, and be thy Pray'r,;Save us all from Fairy Thrall. sing in good health, Tumwan, the wandering Bard Reply |
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I wasn't sure where to put this. 1. How many song scrolls are there now? 2. If there are more than 31, where can the others be found? 3. Why are there 2 sharksin song scrolls? (see below) >>You allow your eyes to adjust on a sharkskin song scroll. It is written in the Bardic trade symbol-language, as taught to you by your guild leader. This would appear to be the scroll for the song "Hamael's Song".<< >>You allow your eyes to adjust on a sharkskin song scroll. It is written in the Bardic trade symbol-language, as taught to you by your guild leader. This would appear to be the scroll for the song "Heroes Walk With Us Still".<< Allynn Lyrstrummer Reply |
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1. How many song scrolls are there now? Answer: 32, 31 are in stores in Crossings, Arthe Dale, Ratha, and Riverhaven and elsewhere. There is ONE scroll that is not sold anywhere anymore, we don't know who has it but someone does. We believe this scroll is one of a kind and sadly, I've forgotten the name of it. 2. If there are more than 31, where can the others be found? Answer: You can ask other bards, someone has it I'm sure, but no one knows where the "special edition" scrolls are. 3. Why are there 2 sharksin song scrolls? Answer: I've seen this phenomena a few times before, I think that when you buy a scroll it randomly generates the overall appearance of the scroll. Reply |
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I memorized all the songs. there are only 31. Unless a new one just came out and I don't know about it. here is a list of all the songs. Nissa's Ride Damaris' Kiss Dark Angel Starless Eyes Swift Runs the Blood Winesong's Tale Silverlock Wonder Song of the Gods Chant of the Dark Gods Song to Lost Children Saesealm's Song Peri'el's Song Hamael's Song Valor Song Itharr's Song Spring Serenade Hodierna's Call Heroes Walk With Us Still Defenders Of The Lute Eluned's Winds Sorril's Flight The Cat and the Cleric The Moon Mage's Tale The Dance of Life Tamsine's Fire A Bardic Prayer The Wheel Song A Refugee's Journey The Manor of Dunshade Elanthia's Dark Moon Cailei Reply |
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This old song was posted once before on the old message boards, when I saw it I knew I had to copy it, and since then kept it in my records, now I post it again in its original form so that more bards may have the joy of singing it. Albeit this was made before emotes came out but it looks nice with the emotes in. You smile and says she will now sing "The Tart Shop." You quietly say, "Would I steal a tart? I can't resist that..." You sing in a soprano voice: "I confess, I stole a tart. I took it from its home. I had to take it from the cart! It looked so all alone." You sing in a soprano voice: "Yes, all alone, poor little tart, Its friends had all been bought To see it fairly broke my heart... It looked so lonely, so I thought." You sing in a soprano voice: "I carried it away with me. I would stand it friend. But lo and behold, what do I see? The guards around the bend!" You sing in a soprano voice: "So there I was, with tart in hand, The guards were closing fast. I had to escape the little band Or that tart would be my last!" (Time to Next Singing: 12 seconds.) You sing in a soprano voice: "Quick, quick, I hid the evidence, And when the guards drew near, They found me sitting on a fence Washing the tart down with beer!" (Time to Next Singing: 12 seconds.) curtsy act's tart shaped sign on her backpack with a bite mark in it attracts your attention Tips Welcome--Thanks. Contributed by Sircha Reply |
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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 Then it starts: "Within the sewer's endless night Join ranger, healer, bard and knight Sworn comrades in one cause to fight. Defenders of the Lute." I noticed this when I was going back throught the old songs posted in 1998. Sircha flails and waves down Hoome holding the scroll in one hand and the missing verses in the other, from her demanding look you can tell she wants it fixed. Reply |
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Because the first 3 verses are missing I could never really understand the point of the song when I first sung it off of the scroll. Hoome, please fix it?! Reply |
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To my chagrin, Sircha, Lasca did that on purpose. Songs submitted for consideration as scrolls are subject to being truncated, pummeled, pounded and otherwise edited at the discretion of the Bard gurus (compare the way Kortny sings "The Dance of Life/The Life of the Dance" to the way it comes out on scroll). I believe that the objection to my original version of "Defenders" was that it was just too long. I wasn't thrilled about the change, and I agree that it doesn't make as much sense without the first three verses, but I guess I can see their logic. It's hard enough to get a non-Bard to sit and listen to even a short scroll song. But if anyone would prefer to sing "Defenders" in its entirety, drop me a pigeon at Firannion@aol.com and I'd be delighted to send by a little Wizard with a scroll.
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Hmmm, I know we have a limit on space for songs, so it's possible it was reduced for space...however, I'll pass this along to Melodia to look at -- I hate to see incomplete songs as much as you do. <G> --Hoome Reply |
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<< I know we have a limit on space for songs, so it's possible it was reduced for space... >> Hoomey, I'd bet you a keg of Dwarven rum that it's considerably shorter than "Damaris' Kiss" even with the first 3 verses intact. Reply |
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Well, since I got a request for my song ridiculing Sorrow and crew, here it is... It should be sung with a chorus, but be careful doing so. I've sung it three times and had 4 attempts on my life immediately following performances. Often my assailant was killed, but I got nailed almost half the time as well... So, use caution. Gather ye round ye poor unhumored mass for our blues, Sura's got our cure He yamers and spouts without any class and he's even funny-looking for sure! Sura's S'lai, what can one say? They always kill the sheperds first While the Elpalzi take the sheep I've never seen one to be a glutten, So why do they all smell of mutton? [author's note- yes, this verse is very similar to one from Elaine Cunningham's "Elfshadow", but hey, it works.] [chorus] Hey nonny, nonny, hey! Hey, nonny, nonny and a ho! ho! ho! Sura and his minion fools, Great comic fun for somber folk That Sadiaer keeps plotting Seems to wish we were more tame For me, I'm more for wishing that that lad were not so lame. Sadi's sword, he says is fierce and warns us 'gainst giving irk, But lo! It slips from sheath o'er large And we see it's but a tiny dirk! [Chorus] Hey nonny, nonny, hey! Hey, nonny, nonny and a ho! ho! ho! Sura and his minion fools, Great comic fun for scribing bards Parnore's a fine Lieutenant A natural born sychophant His fashion is not the norm Sura hissing, "I said dress UNIFORM!" Larisah thought Shartug would make a grand bouncer I think his little problem would get in the way For every time he's been standing guard, Sura's yelled, "Will you stop tugging on your..." [Chorus] Hey nonny, nonny, hey! Hey, nonny, nonny and a ho! ho! ho! Sura and his minion fools, Great comic fun for dour Dwarves Prayk sold Sorrow out to us Then sold himself right back again Sorrow's other lads think with other head And truly call Prayk absent-minded And with no one left For me to define I'll end this song With one more rhyme! [Chorus] Sura and his minion fools, Be sure to dodge all their drool Hey nonny, nonny, hey! Hey, nonny, nonny and a ho! ho! ho! Dewsong concludes his song with a final playful twang on his lute and a great shouted, "Ho!" -Dewsong Reply |
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Dewsong, perhaps you could post that song in script? ~~Staddin~~ Reply |
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> Dewsong, perhaps you could post that song in script? You really don't know me, do you? I NEVER use scripts for performances. I never have, and I never will. But if you see me around, remind me that you asked. I owe you a severe beaning. ::thumbs his rock hard stale jelly bean:: -Dewsong Reply |
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I'm not sure, but I don't think he means in a script but as script, ie.... sing firstline;secondline;thirdline of course I could be SO far off. -Targon(love the drums) ghostwheel Reply |
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Yup what he said! ~~Staddin~~ Reply |
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Well, that's different then. I can probably manage that. -Dewsong sing Gather ye round ye poor unhumored mass;for our blues, Sura's got our cure;He yamers and spouts without any class;and he's even funny-looking for sure! Sing Sura's S'lai, what can one say?;They always kill the sheperds first;While the Elpalzi take the sheep;I've never seen one to be a glutten, ;So why do they all smell of mutton? chorus Hey nonny, nonny, hey!;Hey, nonny, nonny and a ho! ho! ho!;Sura and his minion fools,;Great comic fun for somber folk sing That Sadiaer keeps plotting;Seems to wish we were more tame;For me, I'm more for wishing;that that lad were not so lame. sing Sadi's sword, he says is fierce;and warns us 'gainst giving irk,;But lo! It slips from sheath o'er large;And we see it's but a tiny dirk! Chorus Hey nonny, nonny, hey!;Hey, nonny, nonny and a ho! ho! ho!;Sura and his minion fools,;Great comic fun for scribing bards sing Parnore's a fine Lieutenant;A natural born sychophant;His fashion is not the norm;Sura hissing, "I said dress UNIFORM!" Sing Larisah thought Shartug would make a grand bouncer;I think his little problem would get in the way;For every time he's been standing guard,;Sura's yelled, "Will you stop tugging on your..." Chorus Hey nonny, nonny, hey!;Hey, nonny, nonny and a ho! ho! ho!;Sura and his minion fools,;Great comic fun for dour Dwarves sing Prayk sold Sorrow out to us;Then sold himself right back again;Sorrow's other lads think with other head;And truly call Prayk absent-minded sing And with no one left;For me to define;I'll end this song;With one more rhyme! Chorus Sura and his minion fools,;Be sure to dodge all their drool;Hey nonny, nonny, hey!;Hey, nonny, nonny and a ho! ho! ho! playact concludes his song with a final playful twang on his lute and a great shouted, "Ho!" Reply |
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For all you scripters out there. heh Wherever you see chorus use that same line. But instead of putting a "pause", copy that chorus line and paste it immediately below the original & then replace the word "chorus" with "sing <emote>" on the new line. This way if you have a chorus, when the sing line appears you won't be able to sing it because you'll still be singing the chorus. But if your chorus bails out on you during mid-song, the chorus won't work, but the sing will. The upside to this, is noone will tell that you had any problems with the song. The downside is the extra line <scroll> on your screen. Only you will see that extra line, so for the audience it'll be flawless. & since there isn't a pause, only 1 of the lines can be sung. Or dew it like Dew & type it in while singing. But if you're lazy, a slow typer, or have a hard time remembering the lines, a script might be easier. >pause 15 >put Chorus Sura and his minion fools,;Be sure to dodge all their drool;Hey nonny, nonny, hey!;Hey, nonny, nonny and a ho! ho! ho! >put sing Mischief Sura and his minion fools,;Be sure to dodge all their drool;Hey nonny, nonny, hey!;Hey, nonny, nonny and a ho! ho! ho! >pause 15 Paerr Reply |
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Please never publicly do that to one of my songs again. -Dewsong Reply |
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Song of Lissanda Key of f minor, in a slow, lilting 3/8 Bards, turn thy face to me, Incline thine ear to me, Let me now tell you a story of love. Love that was strong and brave, Love for the Realms to save, Denying Sorrow the thing that he craves. For he searched for a tone, and in her was it's home, She gave but naught to him to save us all. Beating and scarring her, Killing and raising her, Over and over to break down her will. Through out the endless pain, Her love refused to wane, Sorrow could not break the strength of her heart. For he searched for a tone, and in her was it's home, She gave but naught to him to save us all. Fin'ly his puppet mage, In his frustrated rage, Destroyed her body and killed her once more. To Urrem'tier's embrace, Seeking Elyhaar's face, She cheated Sorrow and walked her Road home. For he searched for a tone, and in her was it's home, She gave but naught to him to save us all. Let us remember her, Pray for and honor her, To do as she did and give of our love. He seeks to destroy Bards, Searching for some rewards, 'member Lissanda and do not give in. For he still seeks his tone, a Bard may be it's home, But he will not conquer us we will live on. For he still seeks his tone. a Bard may be it's home, But her will not conquer us we will live on. Reply |
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Whoa, Sircha, you just made my day! I didn't think anyone had noticed that little fluff piece back when we were all bantering about lost and stolen tarts. :-) ::blush:: I do agree about the emotes, BTW -- personally, I use sheepishly, coyly, none, nervously, and mischievously, but a lot of different ones work. Also, shaking hands with yourself (<person> looks smug.)is a nice little touch at the end. :-)
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I would welcome input before I send this to the Bard Gurus: ELUNED'S PROMISE A captain set sail one fair summers day; His job, guide the Skirrolasu across the bay; Hed traveled this a hundred times; But soon he would wish hed been born in other climes. While passengers sat chatting of various things; The captain, his voice ringing clear, loved to sing; Twas true that his voice any Bard would quite envy; And the pleasure it brought him made life seem a-plenty. The ship, it had crossed one-half way to fair Ratha; When all of a sudden, the captain sensed a bother; The waves, they were tossing with passengers screaming; But surely, his mind said, I must be home dreaming! As he struggled to regain control to steer; Twas then that he saw the god Drogor appear; The visage of the Shark was terrible to behold; And the captain soon wondered whether he would grow old. Drogor, the god of angry oceans, soon spoke; The captain stood shivering, quite drenched in his cloak: I come on behalf of the goddess Periel; The goddess who guards the sleeping dragon so well. It seems that your voice has stirred such jealousy; She asked me to churn up a storm of great fury; She sings to the dragon to keep it at bay; But your singing is far more beautiful they say. The captain stood shaking, unsure of what to do; Would Periel have done such a thing, such ado? But as he stood questioning his fate, what was in store; The seas they did calm, quite peaceful once more. Drogor, he faded, a cry on his lips; His Shark image fading to a mere will-o-wisp; Twas then that the captain saw a glorious sight; A dolphin, so gentle, was setting things right. This fair creature spoke, its voice full of calm; My name is Eluned, and I offer no harm; My attributes, mean Drogor and Periel quite vain; Will never cause such trouble, not ever again. For my promise to you, as goddess of the seas; Is to guarantee safe passage, to go as you please; I treasure your knowledge of sea-faring ways; And the wisdom you hold will guarantee an old age. The dolphin seemed smiling as away it dispersed; Its shimmering and beautiful sight quite a first, For the captain whose day started as any other; But whose life, long and full, would be one to treasure. Written by Glimmerfae Crystalbrook, Bard Reply |
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Not sure why when I cut and pasted before that punctuation, etc., was incorrect, but here is the final and correct version of the scroll I have written. Again, I'd appreciate comments before I send it to the Gurus. ELUNED'S PROMISE A captain set sail one fair summer's day; His job, to guide the Skirr'lasu 'cross the bay; He'd traveled this way a hundred times; But soon he would wish he'd been born in other climes. While passengers sat chatting of various things; The captain, his voice ringing clear, loved to sing; 'Twas true that his voice any Bard would quite envy; And the pleasure it brought him made life seem a-plenty. The ship, it had crossed one half-way to far Ratha; When all of a sudden the captain sensed a bother; The waves, they were crashing on deck, passengers screaming; But surely, his mind cried, "I must be home dreaming!" As he struggled to regain control to steer; 'Twas then that he saw the god Drogor appear; The visage of the Shark was terrible to behold; And the captain soon wondered whether he would grow old. Drogor, the god of angry oceans, soon spoke; The captain stood shivering, quite drenched in his cloak; "I come on behalf of the goddes Peri'el; The goddess who guards the sleeping dragon so well." "It seems that your voice has stirred such jealousy; She asked me to churn up a storm of great fury; She sings to the dragon to keep him at bay; But your singing is far more beautiful, they say." The captain stood shaking, unsure what to do; Would Peri'el have done this, make such ado? But as he stood questioning his fate, what was in store; The seas, they did calm, quite peaceful once more. Drogor, he faded, a cry on his lips; His Shark image fading to a mere will-o-wisp; 'Twas then that the captain saw a glorious sight; A Dolphin, so gentle, was setting things right. This fair creature spoke, its voice full of calm; "My name is Eluned, I offer no harm. My attributes, cruel Drogor and Peri'el quite vain; Will never cause such trouble, not ever again. "For my promise to you, as goddess of the seas; Is to guarantee safe passage, to go as you please; I treasure your knowledge of sea-faring ways; And the wisdom you hold will guarantee an old age." The Dolphin seemed smiling as away it dispersed; Its shimmering and beautiful sight quite a first, For the captain whose day started like any other; And whose life, long and full, would be one to treasure. Reply |
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Umm....just one question - did you mean to indicate that Drogor and Peri'el were Eluned's aspects? Drogor is, definitely, and is lord of the stormy sea - but Lemicus is Eluned's positive aspect. Peri'el is the positive aspect of Hav'roth, I think. If I misunderstood you, I do apologize. Nice tale you tell, though :) Aengen's player Reply |
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Here is my song... I was asked to place it here......Ill leave it in script form.#Song- Everyones Dark Friend put say Everyone's Dark Friend, By Kadnur Nextra. Written at the time of his mothers death.... Now dedicated to Shenshen, His Fallen best friend whom he loved as a sister. pause 4 put sing Everyone has a dark friend;One whom hides in shadows and lurks in the unkown;A friend whom we strive to defeat;But in the end our friend always welcomes us home pause 16 put sing Friend tis not what most will call him;But some of us know true;Who is this dark friend you ask;Think a moment upon it, for the answer tis within you pause 16 put sing Ponder and think;Upon this riddle of the ages;The answer tis quite simple and is easily overlooked; And his name is... pause 16 put sing The name of or Dark friend;Is that what you wish to hear;The name of our friend whom hides and lurks; The name is...; Urrem'tier pause 18 put sing Urrem'tier tis a friend I say;Though he hunts and stalks us through life;Haunting you everyday;But at the end of your journey he offers his embrace pause 16 put sing Urrem'tier tis a friend I tell you;Though from him I cower and shake;He is a friend who is there at the end;And friend whom i will fight until i am in his cold embrace pause 9 put say quietly May Urrem'tier protect her Soul and Bring his Wrath on the One responsible for her death, pause 4 put action bows quietly and wipes the tears from his eyes as his face resumes the coldness that was there before. Reply |
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Hello.. I have been reading with interest the saga of Dellica and Slitz on the Thieves/Conflict board and the Social/Conflist board; having been a bit curious about the things discussed on those boards since Maiya and I were attacked and harassed and Maiya was slain by the old "Ferry Boys" gang. So anyway, for some reason a song just popped in my head about the whole Dellica/Slitz affair (don't ask me - sometimes I want to write a song about something and I struggle, yet then see another topic and the whole song just pops into my head). Since I wont be in the realms - on a business trip - after tonight, until Friday, I figured I would post it here as well. Ijust hate to write something for NO reason. ::giggles:: *************************************************** As you approach the Town Green, you hear a sound of bones being played in a captivating rhythm. As you get closer, you see a petite human female minstrel playing her bones, and dancing, shaking the bells on her bracelet, her anklet, her hips and her toes all in a jingling counter rhythm. As you watch her dance, you notice that she is mimicking the moves of someone evading creatures, dancing with a sword, yet not harming at all those she is evading. You soon realize that she is dancing the dance of a highly skilled empath out in the fields. The bard lifts up a clear alto voice: There was an empath out plying her trade and practicing her skill to evade At melee with three and quite busy you see! When in walked a friend she'd thought made. The bard turns her dance into the dance of a skilled, competent warrior. He asked if she was in danger For you see, he was a skilled ranger She said Sure, take a foe as he unlimbered his bow and then suddenly this story got stranger! The minstrel suddenly begins to dance in a whirling kaleidoscope of colors and images, her skirt flying out and her bells suddenly becoming a shrill jangle of discordant sounds. He webbed her, making his intent plain Then upon her his bow he did train Arrow upon arrow he fired until she'd expired Then he looked down at the empath he'd slain. The bard changes her dance and her rhythm, to a slow, mournful tune, darker and in a strange minor mode. Upon her he continued to look down This is business he said with a frown Then with no other word He took her valued sword and left Dellica in her pooled blood on the ground The minstrel stops her song, she stops her dance, she stops the rhythm of her bones. Bowing her head in respect and gentleness for the kind empath, she goes on quietly.. a cappela. So he left her, this archer named Slitz an empath who relied solely on wits Beware of the danger from this evil ranger This could be just the first of his hits. Standing silently, the bard then curtsies gently before dashing off to another venue to tell her story once more. Reply |
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I'm in need of a bit of assistance - could someone please explain how to include CHORUSing in your song scripts? I'm not entirely certain how to transcribe it. Thank you! Reply |
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Generally, I will use: PUT CHORUS <verse> followed by a PUT SING <same verse> That way, if you have anyone SINGing with you (remember, someone has to SING WITH you), the CHORUS will work, and the SING will not because you are 'already singing your last song', and if you have no one singing with you, that will not work, but you will get your verse anyway with the SING command. However, I am no script expert (and I hope I am remembering correctly here!). I am sure there are may be others with better ideas! Daerlynn Reply |
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Below is a way that works quite nicely: >First is the chorus put chorus This is where the chorus goes;But if no one choruses with you, the match/match/matchwait below will catch it >Next the check for someone singing with you Match Solo1 There is no one here singing chorus Match Good1 below will catch it MatchWait >Next is the path to take if no one's singing with you Solo1: put sing Put the same chorus here as you would if you were singing solo waitfor were singing solo >You either skip to here or drop through Good1: >Then pause long enough to catch the singing round time pause 12 >Note that the time to pause is 3 times the number of lines in the verse Meigs Reply |
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Then of course there's my favorite method... not using scripts. ::grins:: -Dewsong Reply |
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You can read Wizard help menu for help on scripting however if you find this leaves you clueless. Follow these simple rules: Always put PUT before a command such as sing or say or act in a script. Leave pauses between singing for the appropriate RT. Put semicolons (;) after each line of verse to separate the lines. Example Below: put say this is how you script," by Poet Sircha. pause 5 put say The Red Stilleto," by D.S. alias Sircha Rankmere put sing Spicy and succulent;Tingling the taste buds;Soft and Firm;Under a woman's feet pause 12 put sing A flash of red;A dramatic flair';I am here;You stand there; pause 12 put sing Desireous curves;In all the right places;Sumptuous and Tantalizing;Under a woman's feet. act dances lightly across the floor on her shiny red stilletos. Reply |
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The title looks... impressive. I've only begun to play around with .cmd scripts but this is basically what you can do with these things... 1) you can make songs play automatically by typing in .swampthing.wiz but you must make sure you get the capitilization and the spelling correct or it won't recognize the file. (stupid pain in the rear) 2) You can do more by command scripting your songs, rather than just executing them. -By more I mean complicated hand movements, facial expressions and flavoring songs with that little extra something. 3) You can use cmd scripts to travel long distances by making them waitfor room description before going to the next room. 4) the Command scripts are fairly simple you cannot in my experience program it to recognize something like a flat string when you appraise it and turn it sharp or recognize a sharp string and tune it flat. (Wizard commands just don't do that ::pouts::) 5) I'm just beginning to teach myself command scripting, so if you find something knew let Sircha know ok? For example take this sample I made for cleaning all of my instruments.... .clean.wiz put get my cloth from my b bag put open my i case waitfor incense put get mirl from my i case put clean my mirl with my cloth pause 8 put put mirl in my i case waitfor you put your put get second mirl from my i case put clean my mirl with my cloth pause 8 put put mirl in my i case waitfor you put your put close my i case waitfor you close the put get txistu from my silk pouch put clean my txistu with my cloth pause 5 put put txistu in my silk pouch waitfor you put your put get recorder from my silk pouch put clean my recorder with my cloth pause 5 put put recorder in my silk pouch waitfor you put your put get ocarina from my silk pouch put clean my ocarina with my cloth pause 5 put put ocarina in my silk pouch waitfor you put your put get flute from my silk pouch put clean my flute with cloth pause 5 put put flute in my silk pouch waitfor you put your put get cornet from my knaps put clean my cornet with cloth pause 5 put cornet in my knaps waitfor you put your put get bones from my knaps put clean my bones with cloth pause 5 put put bones in my knaps waitfor you put your put get second bones from my knaps put clean my bones with cloth pause 5 put put bones in my knaps waitfor you put your put get third bones from my knaps put clean my bones with cloth pause 5 put put bones in my knaps waitfor you put your put get gittern put clean my gittern with cloth pause 5 put app gittern pause 10 waitfor is in tune put put gittern in my backp waitfor you put your put get damaru from my backp put clean my damaru with cloth pause 5 put put damaru in my backp waitfor you put your put get faen from my backp put clean my faen with cloth pause 8 put app my faen waitfor is in tune put put my faen in my backp waitfor you put your put open my beaded case put get rebec from my beaded case waitfor you get your put clean my rebec with my cloth pause 10 put app my rebec waitfor is in tune put put my rebec in my beaded case put close my beaded case waitfor close your put open my silk case put get my violin from my silk case waitfor you get your put clean my violin with my cloth pause 10 put app my violin waitfor is in tune put put violin in my silk case put close my silk case waitfor close your put open my small case put get my lyre from my small case waitfor you get your put clean my lyre with my cloth pause 10 put app my lyre wait for is in tune put put lyre in my small case put close my small case waitfor you close put open my med case put get lute from my med case waitfor you get your put clean my lute with my cloth pause 10 put app my lute wait for is in tune put put my lute in my med case put close my med case waitfor you close exit -Poet Sircha Reply |
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Actually you can have it do a match loop, and determine if your instrument is sharp or flat, and then tune accordingly. (I know - I am asking for help with scripts...I am wanting advanced help, this is something I do know how to do) Try this: (take out all of the notes in parenthesis, and put your instrument name/case name where appropriate) ----- #tune my (instrument) (this is the name of the script, not a MUST) put get my (instrument) from my (case) wait (<-- a wait with no other command waits for the next prompt) put tune my (instrument) match sharp sharp (the first word after match tells the script where to go, the following word/sentence tells the script what to look for....in this case, when it reads the word sharp, it will go to the loop named sharp) match flat flat (same note as above, substitute flat for sharp) matchwait (this tells the script to wait for one of the above matches. ALWAYS put in a matchwait) sharp: (<--this is telling the script that a loop is below, named 'sharp') put tune my (instrument) flat match done rings true (this sends the script to the loop 'done' when it hits the phrase 'rings true') match flat flat match sharp sharp matchwait flat: (<--this is telling the script that a loop is below, named 'flat') put tune my (instrument) sharp match done rings true (this sends the script to the loop 'done' when it hits the phrase 'rings true') match flat flat match sharp sharp matchwait done: exit (this tells the script to end) Reply |
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Sorry, forgot one important part - if it is in tune, the script I just made would sit open forever...add this line just below the first "match flat flat" and above "mathwait": match done in tune (<-- this will end the script if your isntrument is in tune) Reply |
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Okay, this is the best song ever written by any bard anywhere. Lucky it was written by me! You should be able to just copy and paste it straight into your script file, (and I think there will be quite a lot of copying/pasting) put "This one is goin out to all the ladies- Drippy presents: The Prenuptial agreement song, By Drippy. pause 5 put sing Give me a taffleberry tart;Give me a chocolate tart;Give me a taffleberry tart;And I shall marry you! pause 13 put sing Give me a mug of ale;Give me a mug of ale;Give me a mug of ale;And I shall marry you! pause 13 put sing Give me some red wine;Give me some blue wine;Give me some green wine;And I shall marry you! pause 13 put sing Give me all your plats;Give me all your plats;Give me all your plats;And I shall marry you! pause 13 put sing Give me a chocolate bar;Give me a chocolate bar;Give me a chocolate bar;And I shall marry you! pause 13 put sing Give me ten hundred million smooches;and about 32 dozen red roses;coupled with lots of attention directed my way;on top of that I'll need security;A warm bed;I need you to make me snacks when I'm hungry;Cause I get hungry often, you know;No kiddin, lot's of snacks!;And I shall marry you! pause 5 put bow wait put bow wait put bow wait put bow wait put bow wait put bow wait put bow put "Really, you're too kind..." put bow wait put bow wait put bow wait put "Okay, enough is enough, already!" wait put bow wait put "Thank you, I'll be here all week!" Reply |
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Heya gang, Could yall do me a favor and please not talk about scripts here. There are other folders whereit fits in better. Even dedicated to the craft :) Thank yas Lou Reply |
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Can you tell us where that folder is?
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Complaints. -Dewsong Reply |
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*Gale pulling himself off the floor laughing, (with some difficulty)* *rubs tears from eyes* "What a Tickle!" Nice song! Jeremy Galen Isembard Esquire Reply |
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This was originally written by my thief, Kyiana, who nonetheless has the heart of a bard.. <g> And probably the liquor tolerance, too. Ahem.. Sorrow seems to think he'll beat us Through cunning, weapons and powerful spell But the only thing mightier than his army Is his overpowering bad smellllllll.... He has the S'lai and the Elpazi Who cast nasty fire in great spurts But we the people know much better They're all just a bunch of stupid snerts... Sorrow has to know that he's winning Our bravehearted troops can't take much more But while Sorrow's got the army His "ways" make the ladies want to snore.. Sorrow's such a whiny little loser Didn't you ever wonder why? You never see him anywhere A shipyard rat could make him cryyyyyyy...... Sorrow got runover by a musk hog Marching to the Crossings from his camp With only 1,000,000,000,000,000 troops at his side What a might, powerful, awesome "champ" Sorrow will prolly ne'er hear this sung It would simply be unthinkable But even if he listened to the lyrics He'd never understand all the syllables... Reply |
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Hi everyone. I'm new to this, so bear with me.. but for the last few days I've been parked in the Clerics' guild, lilting, and even I got quite annoyed with the ungrateful people there, demanding raises with little to no part of their bodies left untouched by devastating wounds.. Empaths dying trying to heal and favorless people coming in one after another. Needless to say, I was inspired to write this song. Feedback is welcomed. Tynlee Songwen ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Favor Song - By Tynlee Songwen 'Get favors!' they say, as soon as we're born 'To save your soul should you die!' For if you don't, imagine the scorn Of the Cleric, at whose feet you lie.' 'But why?' some will say, 'Should it matter so much? If I have five favors or none? I'll find a cleric to raise and a healer to touch And I'll soon be on my way home. 'I worked hard for my favors!' others will say, 'I don't want to use any of mine. So heal me and raise me and I'll be on my way, What's a few minutes of your time?' The Clerics, like you, need favors too. And twice as hard work to obtain The very favor that is granted to you When without favors, you're slain. The Empaths risk their lives to heal Your body, broken and dead. So your precious favor the Gods won't steal. At times leaving two slain instead. Day in, day out they work and slave And still some people shout 'Heal me!', 'Rezz me!', 'Give me a raise!' Be thankful they don't roll you out! So, next time you're lie at their feet good and dead Don't demand a heal and a raise. Think of all they've done for you, instead Use a favor, depart and be praised! Reply |
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Huzzah! Isembard lets out a hearty cheer for Tynlee Songwen Reply |
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I composed this song shortly before the song circle that was shortly before the concert that was a couple weeks back... It's about this war we've been fighting, and the answer to the question that war always brings up: Deaths rolling by the score People screaming, orders and questions "Just what in the world are we fighting for?" Some fight as an enemy is there Some to protect Book and Clan But for me, those aren't reason enough To run for the bugle call The friend of my enemy is my enemy For the bards, I chose to fight And passing seasons of blood Have proven me to be right. Many long years ago Before we knew his name He helped another whose name will live In nightmare and vengeful dream Without his help near Riverhaven, His Elpalzi's succesful trial, Her grand route could not be taken Dzree's priests faltering by the mile. And now he needs a song Having learned a threat's no lure With force he means to take A book, a bard, a land Bards sing of freedom From tyrany and woe From would-be emperors And the blood seeds they sow Bards sing of freedom and live it full score For Barddom I'll fight In this terrible war. And even after giving My life in this cause Still I will sing, My voice free of Sura's taint Bards sing of freedom, And I am a bard. -Dewsong Reply |
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My Uncle Kerrian walked the starry road last last week. I've written a song in his memory. May his soul rest in peace, and hopefully be reanimated by the same player! "The Haunting of the Lybadel" by Espritia Melodics The empath's soul departed To walk the Starry Road He was half way to Eylhaar When he remembered he forgot his fluff on board the Lybadel. You may see a ghostly shade Of a young Elothean man Wand'ring the decks of the ship, Looking a little lost. Don't fret, it's only Kerrian. Searching for his fluff. As much as he wished to see Eluned, This Empath loved his fluff more. So instead of going to the void, He haunts the Lybadel. You may see that ghostly shade Teasing the pirates or sitting with the Captain, Listening to a bard. Don't fret it's only Kerrian Searching for his fluff. A wound may strangely disappear with a warm tingly touch Don't forget to leave a tip, for Kerrian loves his fluff. As much as he wished to see Eluned, This empath loved his fluff more So instead of going to the void He haunts the Lybadel. So if you hear a ghostly giggle, or feel a warm tingly touch before a wound mysteriously heals. Don't fret it's only Kerrian Searching for his Fluff. Reply |
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If you want it just create a new file give it the above name, copy and paste. put say I will now sing "Searching for Hume in all the Wrong Places" by Poet Sircha. pause 15 put sing Have you seen Hoome's cave around? pause 5 put peer Melodia put peer Deryka pause 5 put sing I was lookin' for Hoome's cave;He opens it once annually;He's my guild Bard Master you see;So I wanna look in there really badly! pause 15 put sing He's north of Kaerna, that's what I heard;So north of Kaerna I saw a stony trail;But I knows that trail goes to the Reach;So I wander on as I search and search pause 15 put sing I was told to look for a hazy path or trail;So down the faint path I went!;No cave, nor Bard Master in sight!;So I search some more hoping for some insight. pause 19 put sing Aha! lo! and behold! A faint animal trail!;Surely this will lead to Hoome's cave!;So I followed the trail up and over a steep cliff; ;Egads! What do I see? leucros and vipers comming at me! pause 19 put sing Run Feet RUN! Run fast and swift!;Away, away from this terror!; ;I can't get away I'm gonna die!!!!; ;*Sircha was just slain before your eyes! pause 20 put sing A paladin was kind enough to ward my body;And I departed to the temple;To swiftly return and reclaim my ward as my own;And grab my cougar I had thrown pause 15 put sing Now I swear, I wandered in there by accident!;I had no clue I was headed for disaster.;And I never did find that Bard Master Hoome's Cave;Even though I got lost in a bear Cave. pause 15 put say /quietly I hope you all enjoyed this song, as much as I enjoyed writing it. Reply |
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put say I will now sing "The Chicken Song" inspired by an impromptu request for a choocks song. This song was written by Poet Sircha. pause 10 put sing A snow white chicken;Came over a clicken;An a cluckin;Into the empath Guild!; pause 15 put sing A snow white chicken;Ran to the kitchen;Sat on a chair;In the Empath guild; pause 15 put sing A snow white chicken;Lay an egg in the kitchen;While a pheasant was a cookin';In the Empath guild; pause 15 put sing A snow white chicken;Layed an egg in the kitchen;While a dinner was bein' eaten;In the Empath guild; pause 15 put sing A snow white chicken;Fled from the kitchen;While a desert was bein' eaten;In the Empath guild; pause 15 put sing A snow white chicken;Left her eggs in the kitchen;Leaving them to warm;In the Empath guild; pause 15 put sing A snow white egg;Hatched in the kitchen;Yellow, fluffy and warm;In the Empath guild!; pause 15 put sing A snow white hatchling;Ate in the kitchen;Leftover cakes and bread crumbs;In the Empath guild!; pause 15 put sing A snow white chicken;Who ate in the kitchen;Left to find another guild;And it came from the Empath guild!; pause 15 put ponder as a tiny chicken thrusts its head out of an egg and peeps at the Audience "Tips-Accepted Thanks"
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While back, was standing out side my guild and heard a bard sing a well written song about a warmie facing death himself, was wondering if anyone has that song, or could write a good song about a war mage or the WM guild in general? Zertan Zertan@hotmail.com Reply |
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I've been working on one... just finished with the thieves... -Dewsong Reply |
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Alright. Believe it or not... A few people actually requested the lyrics to a song of mine. I don't know why, but they did. So I said I'd post it on the boards. ::shrugs:: Anyhow, it's an old River elf folk song about the sea. The first verse is in Ilithic, which is followed by its translation. This is basically the format for the entire song. ::winks:: "Arn Carwu (My Heart)" Translated by, ~Seraana Dephoren~ Aro nagoti gezman noren dagisni Icutu salcen dengiz. Aro nagoti gezman noren rahatni Scertualu sacen gujen suwudazni. I would wander many summers Touching the cool ocean. I would wander many paths Seeking the highest wave. Eluned, asaran ela, Acletu ar ruhoi. Acletu ar su. Uchman ar langa. Eluned, sea woman, Bring me heaven. Bring me the water. Allow me peace. Aro aurcitu arn bidaya Jaramanalu arn jan. Aro aurcitu asaran Jaramanalu arn oi. I find my journey Is becoming my spirit. I find the sea Is becoming my home. Eluned, asaran ela, Acletu ar ruhoi. Acletu ar su. Uchman ar langa. Eluned, sea woman, Bring me heaven. Bring me the water. Allow me peace. Gocen suni taritu Aro sinestu! Oh, caidis, gocen suni! Arn carwu larestualu! Eluned, asaran ela, Acletu ar ruhoi. Acletu ar su. Uchman ar langa. Eluned, sea woman, Bring me heaven. Bring me the water. Allow me peace. ~The End~ Okay. In my opinion, it sounds better in Ilithic, but some people actually like the Common translation. ::shrugs:: Yours Forever, ~Seraana~ Reply |
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Wonderful song, its rare to get any in foreign languages these days <g>
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put say "The Tanning Song," By Bard Sircha with help of Rejik. pause 5 put sing Scrape pelt, and pour lotion on pelt. Now wait, wait and look at it;It should look completely tanned before the next step. pause 20 put sing put pattern on skin mark it up really nice;Then put the pattern away and pull out your shears!;cut the skin with shears; and don't worry everyone messes up here! pause 30 put sing put your set away for now and grab your bodkin and thread;Put the thread in the Bodkin;Put the Thread in the Bodkin;Put the thread away and grab your set again pause 40 put sing Now make holes for the stitching;Poke yer set with the Bodkin;String Set and yer done! pause 60 put sing and lastly some quick hints!;When ya cleanin the skins if you count how many times you have to scrape it, it will tell you how many pieces are in that skin;Different patterns take different numbers of pieces;That journeypack for example is 6 pieces;So I think the goblin skin took two scrapes;So ya need 3 skins to make a journey pack;When you cut them if its not enough for the pattern you'll get pieces;Then just take the pieces and bundle them together to get the set Dragaera says, "you scrape it till it is completely cleaned" Dragaera says, "then pour the lotion on it " Dragaera says, "make sure you pour enough on" > Dragaera says, "you just have to let it cure for a few hours" > Ranger Itharl just arrived. > Ranger Itharl went through an open gateway. > Hasten grinds down on a riolur leaf with his stone pestle and seems to be making some progress. >"So I can leave it in my pack? You ask, "So I can leave it in my pack?" > Scout Ryodo came through an open gateway. > Dragaera says, "yes" Dragaera says, "after it is finished curing you have to put the pattern on it, cut it out and poke the holes with the bodkin" Dragaera says, "then you thread the bodkin and string it together" Dragaera says, "i think you can use one 5 times" Dragaera says, "lotion is for hised and skins" > Hasten roots around the area for a moment. Dragaera says, "hides rather" You ask, "now does the quality of the skin you have effect the outcome?" Dragaera says, "the better the skin the higher quality the finished product" Dragaera says, "nope there are a few uses.." Dragaera says, "depends on how large the skin or hide is also" > Reply |
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Mother Shadwyn the cleric is looking for any information, songs, or stories about lady Anloralhe, the Elven staff of life, the Gondola Ghost<Anloralhe> or anything pertaining to any of the above she can be found in game or reached at Lifereq@aol.com i would appreciate any info that you all can send me thanks <Shadwyn>
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put say The Herb Song, developed by Sircha. pause 2 put chant Nemoih root, external head;Eghmok potion, internal head; ;Georin Salve, external neck;Riolur leaf, internal neck; ;Blocil Potion & Jun Stem, internal back;Hulnik grass, external back pause 30 put chant Plovik Leaf, external chest;Ithor Potion, Internal chest; ;Nilos Salve, external abdomen;Mulgin Sap, internal abdomen; ;Sufil Sap, external eye;Jadice flower, external limbs;Yelith root, internal limbs pause 30 put chant Cebi root, external scars;Hisan Salve, internal scars; ;Qun Pollen, external head and eye scars;Hulij Elixir, internal head and eye scars pause 30 put chant Genich Stem, external body scars;Ojhenik Potion, internal body scars; ;Jadice Pollen, external limb scars;Nuloe Stem, internal limb scars
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put say 'The Skull of Antonishio Badera', an inspiration by Poet Sircha. pause 12 put sing During a year in the Seven Star Empire;There was a clever Elothean inventor;He labored many days working with shadowy fire;Till at last a masterpiece he had! pause 12 put sing Antonishio Badera, clever moon mage lifted up his master piece; and gazed, -stared, --gazed, at the wonder he had wrought; Indeed it was a helm like no other a work of art to behold.;He had succeeded where others failed, to walk the shadows on a mere... thought. pause 6 put act holds her hands apart as if she herself is gazing at this fascintating artifact. pause 6 put sing It was shaped like a helm of unusual design;The front was lifted and curved smoothly back to the base.;On the brow dozens of runes softly glowed in thin crisp lines;The sides were smooth as polished wood no dent or mark could trace;A pair of tiny kyanite stones graced the top sparkling like twin stars in the night pause 28 put sing A joyful shout, sprang from his soul;As he hastened to try on his newest creation;Assured that it would work, that Damaris had favored him.;With the burgeoning of his very dreams to consumation pause 18 put sing He put it on and thought about shadows and merging with darkness;and fell--fell into darkness;Stinging painful darkness that pierced his brow;Until he screamed and screamed;His voice grew hoarse and he could scream no more;but let his mouth gape open in utter terror;as night cloaked his vision;He could feel it still it was in him,; and blood trickled in a steady flow down his right cheek. pause 10 put act falls to her knees as her face mirrors the pain Antonishio must have felt. pause 16 put sing He came to, he could dimly see his workshop around him;The pain The pain was lodged in his right eyebrow still;It was pulling at his life force almost sucking it in;He clawed at it desperate for its immediate removal;But his efforts only made sink deeper into his head; and he lay there gasping in agony--; ;Until his death cry rang out across the land pause 10 put act grasps at her right eyebrow tugging at some invisible force and wincing as it seems to embedd itself deeper in her brain. pause 21 put sing They came then, his friends, his apprentices;they came and carried him to the clerics;Empaths came and healed him as best they could,;All of them tried to remove the rod of copper-blue pause 12 put sing the Most Respected Empath, could nae heal his wound;The most Righteous Paladin could nae hold it in his grasp;The most deft Thief could not pull the rod from its final resting place;The Master Bards sang mystical chants that did little but sooth his pain;No one the Council called on to remove the cursed rod could so much as touch it. pause 18 put sing There was nothing left to do;But try and bring him back to life;With the azurite rod embedded in his head.; pause 12 put sing The clerics chanted in solemn unity; ;'Hodierna Blessed goddess;'Bless this mortal with life; ;'Truffenyi return to life this man who lays before us;'Give him renewed life and a new will to live. pause 20 put gasp pause 8 put sing He gasped in a new breath!; ;and exhaled with a shrieking cry of agony; that echoes through old history books still;All those in that room fell to their knees grasping their heads; as the wailing shriek echoed on and on pause 2 put act lies prone wailing and shrieking as if she herself feels the same pain Antonishio Badera felt as he reknewed his pact with life. pause 20 put say /quietly Until it stopped. An silence reined. pause 12 put sing He lived though, for another 27 years until he died of natural causes;His life was filled with joy;And since his ressurection, the rod never caused him pain again; allowing him to live his life fullfilling it with greatness; pause 12 put act runs a finger along her jaw line, and quirks her right eyebrow at you giving you a strong feeling that a Tip is in order. pause 12 put curt
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Simply create a script file and copy paste the below part. put get gargoyle put throw voice gargoyle I need to get back to those rites! I'm a key member! pause 5 put say Gargoyle Rites" by Bard Sircha. pause 12 put sing I could hear them from afar;A hundred thundering footsteps to the east;They clomped into the room chanting in solumn unity. pause 12 put sing they all turned and looked at me thier red eyes glowing softly;Then they all advanced me chanting ancient rhymes and I was frozen with fear;For I'd run out of time pause 12 put sing Died, O yes I died a noble death!;Trampled by a dozen or more gargoyles no less!;Then I felt like departing, but thought to stay and ponder,; for their chaunt struck me as ancient;And I was a historical scholar. pause 12 put say So as I felt my body decay, My soul stayed to watch them work. pause 3 put sing It was most perculiar indeed!;For each gargoyle wore a flirtious dress!;Reds and golds and bright pinks abounded; upon their stony grey skin. pause 12 put sing One turned and checked the weather;Another stood absolutely still;From my position I thought they were all male;If one could possible tell pause 14 put sing Yavash arose with its rosy light;Darkness fell with twighlight;Then they held hands and stomped around in a circle,; over and over my dead body pause 14 put say Till a circle of my blood gleamed brightly on the grass pause 14 put sing Blood dripped from their feet;As they continued their dance and began their mythical chant;Gesturing to Yavash and themselves they continued this grisly display;My innards were pretty much gone now, but still I felt compelled to stay pause 16 put sing Those dresses, crimson now in the light of Yavash,;Gave them an even scarier visage;With their red glowing eyes;and moonlight gleaming skins pause 16 put sing They raised their hands up and knelt in the bloody moonlit circle;Chanting and gesturing with reverence as they prayed to Yavash;They suddenly on some unseen command became absolutely still;One by one they stood up mesmerized and wandered off into the night put act's body rapidly decays leaving a grave behind, the tombstone reads "Tips Accepted" Reply |
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Drink, a bottle, a beer, a day! Take a sip, sway away Have no fear, Thamo is here! Tip your hat, in a tipsy way For Thamo is here To drink your beer! Thamo Jalruis - Reply |
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"I've been hunting in the Swamps, All this durn day Can you feel the bug nibbling All your mana gone All your mana gone All your mana gone All your mana gone today ay ay!" Sorry, just bored. Reply |
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Hello! I recall sitting in the Infirmary one day and another bard (who's name escapes me) came in and sung a song called "The Empath Song" that she wrote. I was wondering if that particular bard was willing to share it with me? Contact me through my play.net adress if you're reading this... ~Artell, the singing Tog (thanks for the title Heston ;) Reply |
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I'm trying to track down the original composer of the "Silly Kobold Song" for various and sundry reasons. :) Does anyone know who this may be, or where they could be found these days? Thanks. Deryka Reply |
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Oooh, i never heard that one. Share it with me! <g> Warrior Poet Raaziaar Reply |
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<gawk> You've never heard of the "Silly Kobold Song"? Surely you jest! Someone educate this poor Bard! Deryka PS There's a copy or three stored back in this folder's posts. <g> Reply |
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Let it die!!! chuckles.... K. P.S. its a really old one back to around the first year, but cant remember who wrote it. Reply |
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You mean... this (which I dug up from years past in this folder)...? Category Bards -- The Bard's Conservatory (14) Topic Songs to share (9) Message Re: Let's have the Silly Kobold Song! (17) By WYRDSCOPE@PLAY.NET On Dec 23, 1997 at 18:35 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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Thankya for finding that post, hon. <hugs> Mmm.... anyone seen ol' Wyrdscope in the past two years or so? Deryka Reply |
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I think he was playing under the name Wyrrd awhile back. Dunno if he is still around, though.
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Wow, you know thats the first song I started to use before I started to sing some of my own songs. Love that song. Used to have it on someone's website along with a bunch of other great original songs by players, probably a dead site now though. Quyba DeQuak DeCrazy Bard Reply |
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You know, just as I was feeling young and refreshed about playing, I see that old song, and started to pine about the good ol' days. <chuckle> I haven't seen that song in years, amazing what gets pulled out of the archives from time to time. Thanks for the memories <g> Blaayd Reply |
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I don't recall who wrote it, but I had always associated The Silly Kobold Song with Sunnie Goldragon. Maybe she just sang it all the time. Hmm... >recall silly kobold song You cast your memories back to the first time you heard that bubbly tune, The Silly Kobold Song, and an overpoweringly sweet taste fills your mouth. Och, it's giving you cavities! -Shavay, "Have Mistletoe, Will Travel" Reply |
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For some reason, I was thinking that was one of Therr's, not overpoweringly certain though. Almost positive that it was a bardess though, and I don't think it was Sunnie. Possibly Firanian, she was great with humorous ditties, like the boobrie song... -Dewsong Reply |
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<<For some reason, I was thinking that was one of Therr's, not overpoweringly certain though. Almost positive that it was a bardess though, and I don't think it was Sunnie. Possibly Firanian, she was great with humorous ditties, like the boobrie song...>> Nope. The Silly Kobold Song was not mine (Therrilliar's). Every one of Therr's songs are posted to her website. Saridan has a few new ones himself. But nope..cannot take credit for the SKS. Devin Reply |
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Just a quick note here for Devin... Therrilliar's songs are immensely popular in plat... and I personally am grateful that you both wrote and posted them. As someone who is songwriting challenged, but enjoys singing, they (and others) have been a godsend to me. ~Azimee Ta'shiza, Gypsy Tor.. er... Songbird Reply |
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> Therrilliar's songs are immensely popular in plat... Indeed they are! Very well done indeed! Reply |
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<<Just a quick note here for Devin... Therrilliar's songs are immensely popular in plat... and I personally am grateful that you both wrote and posted them. As someone who is songwriting challenged, but enjoys singing, they (and others) have been a godsend to me. ~Azimee Ta'shiza, Gypsy Tor.. er... Songbird >> Always gratifying to know her songs live on even if she does not. I guess I will have to get off of my butt and post Saridan's songs and stories. He has about 6 new songs and 3 new stories. Devin Reply |
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This is an excerpt from an epic poem/song thingy I've been working on for months and months now. It's only slightly tongue in cheek. :) and it's still a work in progress... Excerpts from Part 10/11 of the Cycle of the Mind Gate. (Formerly "Lovesong to a Wood Troll") A thousand leagues,Traveled Sgrell;To the far-off land;And in the desert, he came upon;His reflection in the sand. He looked upon the gate;At first it seemed a waste;But it reached out and imprinted itself;Sgrell's mind it did taste. Part 11: The Union of Seven Seven mages;Gathered near;Upon the mountain white. A rumor sprang from lipless mouths;That all was not quite right. "Rithy!";Cried the eldest mage,;"Eel keel oos all, methinks!" "Blithe, and battleax!";said the sage;"Good loord, aye've firty winks!" The seven cast a mighty spell;Upon the duty call;That none should ever know the truth. And none;Would ever fall. "Looster! Mebbles, Mirk and Moe!";"To me boys, with the wand!";"We've no time to loose, the beast is cloose!";"And death is all arond!" "The peeple that we sirve soo weel;Will never know the truth!;That Eramoot their king has lived!;And all was just a hoox!" "His son he moost noot eever feend!;For hooman reece shall feell!;So keep him froom the desert mine!;And keep him way from Sgreell!" "Seel Eramoot in spacious cavern;And keep his mind asleep!;Do not feel boys, do not feel!;For then weel trooly weep! So seal Eramot the mages did;In cavern dark and dank;And Sgrell was held in deep dark mine;Beneath the great sand bank. I may post more (if you're lucky!) Drips Reply |
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I'm looking for some songs by Flamesong Daoine-Sidhe, my bard who walked during the war last fall. Let's just say she wasn't paying much attention to where she was and got caught between lines, and then forgot she didn't have any favors. I know, I know, one of the dumber ways to die <rolls eyes>. But not long after that, I, the player had some computer problems which ended in me losing my copies of her songs. She's currently reincarnated as Utena Chivalrose, and I would appreciate it if anyone who has copies of Flames' songs (Of Thieves and Coin, A Bard's Revenge, Sorrow Go Home, and various songs from the play "Sura's Surprise") could post them here. Thank you <smiles>. Flamesongs' and now Utenas' player Reply |
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Apologies to T.E.F, a great Bard. You recite: "I will now sing a remake of a classic, 'Sixteen Pirates'." You sing in a baritone voice: "Some people say a Bard is made pretty frail. A poor Bard's made outta music and ale! Music and ale with a dented shield, A dinged up axe and a soul that won't yield!" You sing in a baritone voice: "You kill sixteen Pirates, what do ya get? A battered body and deeper in debt! Peri'el don't call me 'cause I can't come, I owe my soul to the Empath Guild!" You sing in a baritone voice: "I was sittin' one morn' on the Haven wharf Singing a song to an Empath Dwarf, When I killed sixteen pirates singing my song And the empath asked, "Honey what's wrong?"" You sing in a baritone voice: "You kill sixteen Pirates, what do ya get? A battered body and deeper in debt! Peri'el don't call me 'cause I can't come, I owe my soul to the Empath Guild!" You sing in a baritone voice: "I was drinkin' one day, it was blowing snow, Singing and wenching are the way to go! I was raised by wench in a tavern bar, A grizzly ol' hag with an ugly scar." You sing in a baritone voice: "You kill sixteen Pirates, what do ya get? A battered body and deeper in debt! Peri'el don't call me 'cause I can't come, I owe my soul to the Empath Guild!" You sing in a baritone voice: "If you see me huntin', better leave me be A lot of pirates didn't, now dead by the sea An axe of iron and a voice of steal If the first don't kill ya, the second one will!" You sing in a baritone voice: "You kill sixteen Pirates, what do ya get? A battered body and deeper in debt! Peri'el don't call me 'cause I can't come, I owe my soul to the Empath Guild!" You smile and whistles the tune until it fades away. Paerr Reply |
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EXCELLENT!!! I always loved that song. I've been singing it since I was a kid. You've done a great job adapting it. Thanks for sharing it. Sammkit Reply |
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Nice.. :> Kortny. Reply |
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LOL!! Nice job Paerr. <G> Deryka Reply |
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AAck, only a few of the verses on that earlier post...for those that don't have it: <<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: Oodinay oodinay oodelee oodelee ooo Oodinay oodinay I--Love--You <<Verse: 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: Oodinay oodinay oodelee oodelee ooo Oodinay oodinay I--Love--You <<Verse: 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! <<Chorus: Oodinay oodinay oodelee oodelee ooo Oodinay oodinay I--Love--You Reply |
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I sing this all the time now, it is one of my favorites. I am not much of a composer, but I love to perform, and I have found a number of great songs in this folder. Ariebeth Reply |
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You quietly say, "The tale I'm about to sing, happened many years ago in Theren." You recite: "I will now sing the "Flight of the Marauders", by Paerr Irontalon." You darkly sing in a baritone voice: "They came in the night Those marauders of fright For evil they came & nothing would be the same." You darkly sing in a baritone voice: "Eyes of black Hearts of coal With stealth they attack & a baby they stole." You sadly sing in a baritone voice: "A young couple they slew Married not one year, but two." You angrily sing in a baritone voice: "It was their child those gypsies nabbed. And everthing else they grabbed." You sadly sing in a baritone voice: "Out in the dark they fled As the parents bled The father never had another breath The mother fighting against death." You sadly sing in a baritone voice: "Out the door staggered the mother Blood flowing from one cut and another." You sadly sing in a baritone voice: ""My baby is gone", she cried "Tis my husband they killed Our blood they spilled." Then in her yard she died." You quietly sing in a baritone voice: "Only two answered her plea Both strangers to she. A Paladin of fame & a Bard without a name." You quietly sing in a baritone voice: "A Noble Paladin of True A Lady with blood of blue And a Merry Bard holding a lyre With twinkle in his eye and a funny leer." You confidently sing in a baritone voice: "After the Marauders they went Into the dark and gloom To these thieves they meant To be their doom." You confidently sing in a baritone voice: "In the woods they caught 'em A even half dozen, plus the child A fight to the death begun In the heart of the wild." You haggardly sing in a baritone voice: "Grievous wounds they grew From them blood flew Though the Gypsies were slew Seriously wounded were the two." You tiredly sing in a baritone voice: "The Bard played the lilt As the Noble bandaged the two Then amongst the death came a whine In some wrappings lay the babe Still wrapped in blue." You sing in a baritone voice: "Back to the town they came The babe safely in their arms Bloody but alive all the same Were the wounded heroes of charm." You quietly sing in a baritone voice: "And that's how the baby was freed. A friendship was gained And through their deed An evil was slain." You smile and bows as the song drifts into silence. Paerr Reply |
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A Young Girl's Lament by Sardonica Neerheart I miss the evenings of my splendorous youth. Filled with uproar & company fiercely uncouth. I would climb the Spine Mountain on skittery toes. Then I'd fill my hands with leaves just for show. I'd dive down against the brisk and troubled sky. The fleeting strands of time were a truthful lie. ><><><><><><><><><>< My daddy would hold out his ruddy old hand, He'd say "Child, I must make my fatherly demand, You will wash your face. Don't stay up too late. Eat what is veggie & healthy on your plate. REMEMBER I said you are not old enough to date. ><><><><><><><><><>< "Daddy," I'd say - teary dark-lashed eyes so wan, "Why don't you let me be. Oh why, oh why? Bad ol' man. I don't need your stinkin' rules. I'm grown up with any o' em. You're old and you're slow and I'm faster with childishness! Catch me if you think you can Master this wildishness! "Girl" was his reply "I'll wildness YOU!" one day! This world is coldly unloving - miserable and gray. It'll hurt you if you let it. If you don't heed what I say! Believe me . . . I love you. Believe me . . . I care. I am He who has always been there. ><><><><><><><><><>< (I didn't hear IT - out one ear IT *whistling noise* flew.... ) Dad, bah. Oh, how you bludgeon! I don't believe it! Silly old curmudgeon. I am a Rebel - can't be held by no dungeon. ><><><><><><><><><>< Then one sultry dismay of a day I was too young I met a boy - he was too much troubling fun He said, "Let us tarry, why should we marry?" And I was shamefully got with son. Then my eyes lost their sparkle so vivid wild, And he so left me and he so left our child. ><><><><><><><><><>< Cold months ahead frought with strife Father shunned that he ever gave me life And stumbling through the wicked snow It was me who felt the pangs so low No one was there to calm my sharp moans. ><><><><><><><><><>< It was I who held my stillborn baby, Cold In trembling watering eyes felt my soul Drown in maternal grief, drown, drown Wrapped his cold body to my breast Heaved all the weary world unto my chest In one slipping, winter-hot breath unsound. ><><><><><><><><><>< Who had I been to frolic so motley With the forces of creation? To tamper hotly With the beauty of life. And this was my answer. If you mess up others will suffer twice. I crawled into a cave. I held the child all night. ><><><><><><><><><>< I sobbed the boy his unused name. Christiev. He had a name he never got to bear. He had a life he never got to live. I must live for us both. I must honor the Ghost. I rocked, I rocked, I rocked all night. ><><><><><><><><><>< There are things that I must sadly say. Listen to the older voices or there is hell to pay. You can't be a rebel without a rebel's price. You can't have the fun without some bitter ice. The jewel of your heart is a fragile burgundy. ><><><><><><><><><>< I miss the evenings of my splendorous youth - Filled with uproar & company fiercely uncouth. I would climb the Spine Mountain on skittery toes. Then I'd fill my hands with leaves just for show. I'd dive down against the brisk and troubled sky. The fleeting strands of time were a truthful lie. ><><><><><><><><><>< the end Reply |
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"I think he was playing under the name Wyrrd awhile back. Dunno if he is still around, though." I asked Wyrd about that and he swore up and down it was NOT him! I even requested the Silly Kobold song and he gave me a blank stare... Maybe he was a big fibber! maybe its all a conspiracy... a silly kobold conspiracy! Sardonica The Suspicious Reply |
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"For some reason, I was thinking that was one of Therr's, not overpoweringly certain though. Almost positive that it was a bardess though, and I don't think it was Sunnie. Possibly Firanian, she was great with humorous ditties, like the boobrie song... -Dewsong" Dewsong!!! PEACHES!! Don't you remember Wyrdscope (author of the Silly Kobold song which inspired The Cheese Song by me) and his whole crazy, outrageous love affair with Nynis and how the whole guild was akimbo with gossip... and then Nynis went Poof soon after Wyrd (heart shmattered) went poof also. It was a CONSPIRACY! Peering under old kobold carcusses for clues and sluething through fallow fields, Sardonica Reply |
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*sigh* Now am all mushy and remembering the good ol' times. I miss Wyrdscope! He always had such wonderful disturbing songs! He was rather kobold like.. and I can still picture his O of a mouth issueing forth a solo "Ooodinay" of farewell. I miss Wyrdscope.. and Nimuen Wavesinger, too..... and Old Therri. ( Sardonica recently had all of her six RL years of songs, tales and jokes ...except for about three of them...:: deleted off my old computer by an anonymous village idiot who I will not mention...) after I moved .... so I lost every song I ever wrote. As you can imagine.. . for the irreplacable loss I cried all night...as many of them had deep sentimental value. But in the morning I hardened my heart and resolved to replace them all with new songs..) The first new song I've written is "A young girl's lament".. but I plan on writing lots more.. I have about six years to make up for. Wish me luck!!!!!! Sardonica the cheeseycheesehead
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Sard, you make me wish I still had a copy of Nimuen's "Men of Elanthia" or the "Drinking Song". <g> Good luck in the songwriting!!! I found that I lost my songs less if I kept a copy of them with my webpages on a free webhosting service. That way if the HD went boom again, they'd still be safe. Just wanted to toss the thought at you. :) Deryka Reply |
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Deryka, I would recommend a visit to Mykk's webpage, www.arthedale.com Not only does he have a number of the last year's Arthe Dale concerts logged and available (bug him, he may get the others up there), he also has a number of the Dreamheart concerts at Beaerholts also logged. One of them, from 9/29/98, is a wonderful concert by the Troupe of Four Winds. This has wonderful songs by Trul, Eileethan, Firannion and others, including Nimuen's Men of the Realms. I would highly urge any Bard to visit this site and see some of the great songs our Bard, past and present, have written. Also, I would love to urge once more, an IG way to preserve both our Bards that are no longer with us and thier songs. Something like the Hall of Memories that was posted previosly. (Of course, not before the rewrite and enchantes and all). Daerlynn Reply |
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Just as a list, here are the names of the songs from that 9/26/98 concert: Therae: "What do you do with a drunken ranger" Firannion: "Calling-On Song" Bladeworthy: In the Haberdashery Bladeworthy: Lounge Lizard Firannion: The Boobrie Song Eileethan: There Be Zombies Landru: A Love Song Nimuen: "I never did understand, why men stare so" Trul: "I saw her dance in Langen" Landru: "The clouds, they are hanging low" Firannion: "Come all ye maids who live at a distance" Trul: "Friendship Gone By" Eileethan: "A pint of ale never saved the day" Nimuen: The Men of the Realms Trul: "I am as much of a bard, as a bard can be" Landru: The Young Master Trader Eileethan: "With high hopes of hunting grand" Firannion: "Oh the summertime is coming" Nimuen: Gull's Wings Reply |
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You say, "Song of Cheese Devotion by Sardonica "cheesemonger" Neerheart" You sing in a soprano voice: "For so long I felt my life so empty Then I realized it was quite simply A lack of Brieeeee! It was so eazy. I needed a life more cheezy." You happily sing in a soprano voice: "Chunk'a Chedder made it better! Monterey made me say "YAY! Peppercorn to feel reborn, Kirm if you like to squirm!" You happily sing in a soprano voice: "Come on, give cheese a chance - If you eat enough it'll make you prance! Cheese is romantic, cheese is pedantic Don't forget it goes well on a sammich!" You happily sing in a soprano voice: "I don't care whats your trouble, There isn't nothin' cheese'll fumble You can count on it to the last spoonful Every bite will make you swoonful!" You happily sing in a soprano voice: "Cheese makes me wanna smile! Cheese makes yer life worth while! You can squeeze it, You can eat it! There is no dairy product that can beat it!" You sing in a soprano voice: "So when your life seems so dreary Now you shall perk it up, my deary Buy yourself a mixed bag of wealth Get some cheese from Arthe yourself!" You sing in a soprano voice: "Eat that nummy, yummy cheese Believe in the power of dair-eeez! You can chow down on boring bread Or you can eat yellow magic instead." You sing in a soprano voice: "It is a rumour that cheese makes you... corny Thats just a fib, made up at an ambrosial Cheese Tourney Boost your charisma, with cheesebreath Who can ignore you? I tell you, a bite of delish, it'll restore you." You sing in a soprano voice: "Cheese is for you, cheese is for me Bless us and we'll all be cheesefully. Every moment treasure your joyous life. It makes the world singing and bright!" You bow. Reply |
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"Landru: The Young Master Trader" - Daerlynn-angel, are you sure that wasn't Kalandas Berat-Sur? (Sorry if I spell your last name wrong Kal, I probably pronounce it wrong, too) I seem to recall Young Master Trader being one of his... or did you mean he just performed it... I'm pretty sure Kalandas coined The Young Master Trader song... but I remember Landru! He was a sweet guy. I miss him. Thanks for the web site Daer! *beam* You're such a sweetie! I was so dissapointed when Nynis shut down the Troupe of the Four Wind's site with all the old tourney songs in it. And then Nimuen's site went *poof*, too. THANKS!!! Snugglehuggle Loves to ya, Sardy
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Actually, yes, Sardie... I only posted the list as Mykk had it... in the body of the log I believe you will see that Landru gives credit to Kalandas. I knew that, I just posted the list of songs real quick hoping that others would go and enjoy the songs at the site. Daer Reply |
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I love it!!! Yummm!!! Cheese is my favorite. The word itself makes ya smile. Hugs, Sammkit Reply |
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<<"Landru: The Young Master Trader" - Daerlynn-angel, are you sure that wasn't Kalandas Berat-Sur? (Sorry if I spell your last name wrong Kal, I probably pronounce it wrong, too) I seem to recall Young Master Trader being one of his... or did you mean he just performed it... I'm pretty sure Kalandas coined The Young Master Trader song... but I remember Landru! He was a sweet guy. I miss him. Thanks for the web site Daer! *beam* You're such a sweetie! I was so dissapointed when Nynis shut down the Troupe of the Four Wind's site with all the old tourney songs in it. And then Nimuen's site went *poof*, too. THANKS!!! Snugglehuggle Loves to ya, Sardy >> The troupe has a website....I host it...though it has been dormant basically because Therr is gone and so I am no longer a member. If troupers specifically wish the site updated they need to email me at devinc@aol.com and request specific additions or changes. I do not know if the site has old songs (I just copied it onto my server en toto). The url is http://members.aol.com/lasagesse/troupe Regards, Devin Reply |
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:-( How odd, Devin... for some reason I couldn't reach your site. I'll try again later... When I clicked on Archive of Tournament songs or whatnot it said it couldn't find the web site.. Sard
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<beam> Thankya for the sites and sharing the info on songs, guys! Deryka Reply |
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Hmmm I tried the link to the Troupe site at 5PM PST on Tuesday and it worked. Devin Reply |
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Something a bit odd for the topic, but relevant anyway. As I watched the concert tonight, there was a song I was partly expecting to hear at some point, as it seemed particuarly appropriate to me, but didn't. So I'm going to post it here. In America (by the Charlie Daniels Band) Well the eagle's been flyin' slow And the flag's been flyin' low And a lot of people sayin' that America's fixin' to fall Well speakin' just for me And some people from Tennessee We've got a thing or two to tell you all This lady may have stumbled But she aint never fell And if the Russians [PN- Bin Laden] don't believe that They can all go straight to hell We're gonna put her feet back On the path of righteousness and then God bless America again CHORUS And you never did think That it ever would happen again You never did think That we'd ever get together again ( We da*& sure fooled you ) Yeah, we're walkng real proud And we're talkin' real loud again ( In America ) You never did think That it ever would happen again From The Sound up in Long Island Out to San Francisco Bay And everthing that's in between them is our own And we may have done a little bit Of fightin' amongst ourselves But you outside people best leave us alone 'Cause we'll all stick together And you can take that to the bank That's the cowboys and the hippies And the rebels and the yanks You just go and lay your hand On a Pittsburgh Steelers' fan And I think you're gonna finally understand REPEAT CHORUS TWICE -Dewsong Reply |
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Oh Dew! You watched it, too? Does anyone know what Robin Williams story was??? My loud family was babbling while I was trying to hear his story so I only caught fragments of it and it left me with a horrible itchy curiousity to know what he said.. if ya know... e-mail me.... sardonica60@hotmail.com PLEASE Thanks Sard Reply |
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Looking for Rage of the Clams and the story of Pluck You. Also anyone have an archive of old songs. Thanks
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Mykk has a site, www.arthedale.com which has logs of a number of Dreamheart's concerts at Beaerholts Tavern, and a number of the Arthe Dale seres of concerts. (Bug him to post more of the Arthe Dale series!) I am not sure that Rage of the Clams is there, but Lethargy sang Pluck Yew at her Arthe Dale concert. Also... anyone wishing to sing at one of the Arthe Dale concerts, please let me know. I didn't start them up last week due to RL issues, but they will be starting up. Daerlynn Reply |
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Never heard of Rage of the Clams. Who did it, do you know? Just wanted to thank Daerlynn for recommending my site. I truly don't have the time to put into it, but it's not a lack of desire. I like to play DR at night, and used to clean logs at work during the day... umm... on my lunch hour! But lately work has been very busy, so I haven't had time... during my lunch hour! ::glances around:: I just did a quick count though. Looks like 15 concerts and a wedding, representing 20-30 performers, and almost 200 songs and stories! And anyone who's been to my site knows I don't just throw the log up, either, I clean, index, and hyperlink them. And I like to throw in guest lists and "looks", dates, times, and even weather for some reason <g>. I'll continue to collect logs from the Daerlynn concert series. I've talked with Bubbinster about posting and/or linking Tavern Troupe material. And basically, Mykk and I both love a good performance, so if your group, large or small, is doing a wedding/performance or whatever, throw me an invite! Bardic songs, stories, plays, etc., are one of my favorite aspects to DR, so I thank all of you :-) --aka Mykk, www.arthedale.com Reply |
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>Never heard of Rage of the Clams. Who did it, do you know? I think Gwenway did it. She said (many many years back) that she came up with the song after a non-bard asked if she could sing it while hunting. & after laughing a bit, since the non-bard meant "Clans", she said she wrote it. It's been years, since I was a circle 5 bard, since I heard it. Is Gwenway even still around? Paerr Reply |
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I can remember hearing at least three seperate songs with that title. I'll try to go back through my old logs and find all of them, but I do have Mareka's handy here at work, so I can attach that one. I think she sang this at the fourth or fifth Bardic Tourney, but it might have been a song circle os something else <shrug>. Gods, my brain has turned to mush from all the weapons I've been working... Mareka says, "I will now sing "Rage of the Clams", inspired by a mispronunciation of the famous "Rage of the Clans"" Mareka sings in a mezzo-soprano voice: "As I walked along the shore one day My beau and best friend with me Something leapt and bit my leg I was knocked down to my knee-ee" Mareka sings in a mezzo-soprano voice: "From the sea swarmed a mad horde Around me the throng did cloister But truly the worst thing about them Was that they were gigantic oysters" Mareka giggles. Mareka sings in a mezzo-soprano voice: "One sought my ear and another my nose And their inhuman mouths tore at me And one of the biggers ones I could have sworn That he-ee did kiss me! " Mareka sings in a mezzo-soprano voice: "To my rescue a Paladin came Dressed in platinum plating But some slipped inside his armor And his skin they soon began grating" Mareka grins. Mareka sings in a mezzo-soprano voice: "Than out of the blue appeared a Warmage's shrew And a few clams fell before him But soon a giant one spit out a huge pearl And he went to the ocean for a-swim." s>Mareka sings in a mezzo-soprano voice: "Next in line was a Barbie in red Claymore drawn and rea-dy He chopped and he sliced but never could dice A single clam with his sword unsteady" Mareka sings in a mezzo-soprano voice: "And after that fool came a Trader of wealth Pompously covered in jewl'ry But it soon weighed him down and with a large frown He surrendered his life to oyster-foolery" Mareka tiredly sings in a mezzo-soprano voice: "After that came a sullen thief Seriously lacking in weal-tha But what he lost there he almost made up for By being a master in stealth-a" Mareka sings in a mezzo-soprano voice: "Almost." Mareka cackles! Mareka sings in a mezzo-soprano voice: "He slipped in unnoticed and backstabbed a clammie But than from the side came an oyster With a leap from the bot-shell and a wack from the top It delivered a most fatal whammie" Mareka sings in a mezzo-soprano voice: "In popped a Moon Mage Dressed as dark as Katamba While he chanted a spell to Burn them like 'ell Up came a big clam and ::WHAMMA::" Mareka sings in a mezzo-soprano voice: "In tracked a Ranger of Endrus Leading an army of ra-coons But they proved fragile, and he not so agile And soon that fell over and swoo-ooned." Mareka sings in a mezzo-soprano voice: "In jumped a Cleric of a nameless god Holy blade ready to dis-patch He took out one, but in the long run Against seabeasts he proved to be no-match" Mareka sings in a mezzo-soprano voice: "Than came an empath covered in scars Ready and willing to heal me But at the pain he began yellin' For my head was to hurt, and soon after that His head popped like a mel-on" Mareka sings in a mezzo-soprano voice: "Finally in came one that might save A bard with an instrument tru-ue But he proved to me that in a large fight Not much can a lute do-oo." Mareka sings in a mezzo-soprano voice: "And so on the beach I still do lie Brain resting ten feet a-way-ay And I say to Faenella If I ever do see one of my "heroes" again I'll beat them black, blue, and yella. " Mareka blushes a bright red color. Mareka giggles. Mareka bows. Reply |
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Could someone please tell me the character name of the one who wrote Tanella's Drag? I would love to be able to sing it, but I need to know who to credit for it. Thank you.
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A wonderful song... Here is the song with the begining giving credit to the proper author. put say Here is a song of inspiring heroism, as sung by Therilliar Du-Onlor pause 5 put sing It was a fateful day about a year 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 pause 15 put sing 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 pause 15 put sing 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 pause 15 put 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 pause 15 put chorus 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 pause 15 put sing 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 pause 15 put sing 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 pause 15 put sing 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.... pause 15 put 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 pause 15 put chorus 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 pause 15 put sing 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 pause 15 put sing 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 pause 15 put sing 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.... pause 15 put 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 pause 15 put chorus 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 Reply |
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As Therrilliar has reappeared in Plat, I am trying to dig up three old songs to sing authored by bards now gone from us. Does anyone have these: 1. A song about how the singer hates lore. It goes through all the various lore things...crushing, appraising, etc. I think the chorus ended with "and I am sick of lore" or something like that. 2. A song I think Darkel sang. It was supposed to be a Gor Tog song and every chorus ended with "or I crush you head!". Togs are very popular in Plat and this song would go over very well. 3. Ailil's song about departed bards (mentioning Solitude and Agraynel et al). If anyone can point me to a website or post the songs here I'd be grateful. Devin Reply |
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Thanks a bunch! I was able to get the song from an old post, but the post didn't include the in-game name of the author, just the account name.
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I am not sure about the first two, but I think I have the third. You can try Mykk's website www.arthedale.com. Daerlynn Reply |
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Hi! Anyone have the guild song by Blyrenth Ironmoon?? Please send me a copy.. dmarie455@aol.com Thanks, Sard Reply |
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Therri, Sorry it took so long. This is actually from a website that Heston and I put together a number of months ago, with old songs from the past; sort of an idea I had to honor those bards that had gone before. Unfortunately, I can't remember the website addy (It's been a long month!!), but I will try and get it for you if you are interested. It has songs from Dewsong, Ailill, Trul, Larisah, Nimuen, Kalandas and Therri (::grins::) and others I believe.. and I am always willing to get more to put up there. I still would love to have an IG book in the guild library of songs by bards, as well, and am willing to collect such, if anyone wants to forward. Or even the IG memorial I had posted on before! Anyway, I had the original copies of songs that I sent to Heston to put up, so here is Ailill's song. Daer As you press the Ailill tab, a softly glowing light appears before you, in the central clearing of the grove. As melodious female voice begins to recite: "Ailill Dreaghnean is a Bard still seen occasionally in the realms, and always a joy and a pleasure to share a drink and a song with. His good humor and his love for the guild are infectious, and his song, "The Dancer" is the inspiration for this grove today." "This performance you hear now was held at the Arthe Hollow Inn, 363 years since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer." The soft light in the clearing brightens somewhat, and suddenly you see a figure standing in the clearing. You see: Journeyman Ailill Dreaghnean of Elanthia, a Human Bard. He has jade eyes, very long thick amber hair that is loose, and tanned skin. He is young for a Human. He has a scruffy growth of stubble on his face. He has a tattoo of a full-masted sailing vessel on a violent ocean on his arm. He is holding a burlwood bandoura in his right hand. He is wearing a tall pewter tankard, a crystal rose pendant, a marqueterie copperleaf locket, a Bardic Spirit Knot kilt-brooch, some elegant ebony leathers seamed with double rows of snow opals, a silver ring bearing the crest of the Bard Guild, a jadeite gwethdesuan, a forest green sheath, a crimson and forest plaid kilt, an emerald green quiver, a sable cloak embroidered with a raven bearing the crest of the Bards' guild, a rich sable sack, a hand-stitched traveler's pack, a kyanite gwethdesuan, a leather aventail, some rich sable boots, a carved pick, a silver medium case, a leather reinforced helm, a oak longbow, a lily and a thirteen-pointed star pin. Ailill says, ""I shall begin with my earliest original song, which I wrote shortly after the guild opened " Ailill says, ""which for my newest freinds in the room, dates me nicely" Ailill sings in a baritone voice: "Therrilliar had a fiddle that she played upon her chin And the music that she made invited dancers to come in With a song within her heart and a song within her hand And the dancers all delighted whe she joined in the band." Ailill sings in a baritone voice: "Agraynel for a birthday got a bodhran for a gift And she learned to play that bodhran not a rhythm beat she missed Whether beat to tap your toe or a waltz across the land And the dancers all delighted when she joined in the band." Kesstrell's countertenor joins with Ailill's baritone as he sings: "We feast, we feast, we feast and then we dance We gather here to worship, then we feast and then we dance." Ailill leans to the left, a fond look on his face as he remembers his dear friends Ailill sings in a baritone voice "Darkel had a mandolin he played upon his knee And he played those many strings inviting dancers liberty He played magic in his heart with the magic in his hand And the dancers all delighted when he joined in the band." Ailill sings in a baritone voice: "Aiffe had a pennywhistle, into it she would blow And the notes that she would play inspired dancers round to go She played high up in the air, she played low unto the land And the dancers all delighted when she joined in the band." Kesstrell's countertenor joins with Ailill's baritone as he sings: "We feast, we feast, we feast and then we dance We gather here to worship, then we feast and then we dance." Ailill sings in a baritone voice: "Ailill had an Uillean pipe, to play it he would kneel And playing on the chanter, made the dancers jig and reel With the droning and the piping, like the wind o'er the sand And the dancers all delighted when he joined in the band." Kesstrell's countertenor joins with Ailill's baritone as he sings: "We feast, we feast, we feast and then we dance We gather here to worship, then we feast and then we dance." Ailill gazes out somewhere beyond the crowd as his long memory takes him back Ailill sings in a baritone voice: "Starlighte had a harp of gold, she strummed those burnished strings And the dancers when they heard the notes would jump and leap and fling She rolled those notes like a stream across the land And the dancers all delighted when she joined in the band." Ailill sings in a baritone voice: "Nesbit had some bones he took from some dread beast But sometimes he would spurn them for the leavings of the feast He pounded out a rhythm that could often get out of hand But the dancers all delighted when he joined in the band." Kesstrell's countertenor joins with Ailill's baritone as he sings: "We feast, we feast, we feast and then we dance We gather here to worship, then we feast and then we dance." Ailill sings in a baritone voice: "Dreamheart had a flute, of deobar it was wrought And the harmonies she would coax from it were like gems dearly bought She played the aires and flourishes, and the hornpipe on demand And the dancers all delighted when she joined in the band." Ailill sighs. Ailill sings in a baritone voice: "Freye played a tambourine just like a gypsy lass And when she'd strike the tempo beat, it'd sound like breaking glass She kept the players rhythm time just like she always planned And the dancers all delighted when she joined in the band." Kesstrell's countertenor joins with Ailill's baritone as he sings: "We feast, we feast, we feast and then we dance We gather here to worship, then we feast and then we dance." Ailill sings in a baritone voice: "Brite found an old tin whistle, and through it she would blow And everywhere the notes would stray, then there a dancer'd go She sent her high notes prancing nigh to every corner of the land And the dancers all delighted when she joined in the band." Ailill casually observes the area. Ailill sings in a baritone voice: "Payoot had some pan pipes, whose haunting tones would pierce the soul And when he trilled a playful aire, the dancers lost control Rollicking and frolicking, so that "still" you could not "stand" And the dancers all delighted when he joined in the band." Kesstrell's countertenor joins with Ailill's baritone as he sings: "We feast, we feast, we feast and then we dance We gather here to worship, then we feast and then we dance." Ailill sings in a baritone voice: "On the ocarina, rapid trills would Deedlitt play For the privilege of a rondo would the dancers gladly pay And the gyrations these would foster, we all thought would be surely banned But the dancers all delighted when she joined in the band." Ailill chuckles. Ailill sings in a baritone voice: "Canu played a huge bass drum, that like a mountain's heart would pound And the pulsing beat that he produced sent shivers through the ground The dancers as they spun about would leap the sound waves in the sand And the dancers all delighted when he joined in the band." Kesstrell's countertenor joins with Ailill's baritone as he sings: "We feast, we feast, we feast and then we dance We gather here to worship, then we feast and then we dance." Ailill sings in a baritone voice: "Ordeith played a special lute, around the circle his chords he'd throw The counter-melody he wove in the dance would make the resonance grow Like a shepherd to a wayward flock, he pulled notes to his command And the dancers all delighted when he joined in the band." Ailill sings in a baritone voice: "Disdainful of an instrument, her voice alone she played And like the ultimate Soloist, Sollitude her skill displayed She chanted to the music of the richest gathering in the land And the dancers all delighted when she joined in the band." Kesstrell's countertenor joins with Ailill's baritone as he sings: "We feast, we feast, we feast and then we dance We gather here to worship, then we feast and then we dance." Ailill sings in a baritone voice: "So release yourself from worries, and the quests you feel so hard Come listen to the music, feel the Power of the Bard Feast within our welcome, feel the music through the land And with the dancers feel delight as you join in the band." Ailill bows. Reply |
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Much obliged Daer. I guess the other two songs are too old and all who might have had them are long gone. Too bad...they should have been preserved. I guess that just shows how important your song library project really is. Devin (Therrilliar) Reply |
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Hark the herald bardies sing Glory to the newfound Hoome Peace on earth and mercy mild Enchantes and combat reconciled. Joyful all ye bardies rise Join the triumph of the bards With Faenellic hosts proclaim We can now make instruments Hark the herald bardies sing Glory to the newfound Hoome Reply |
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Joy to the Realms, the rewrite's done! Let bards, receive, enchantes! Let every other guild, prepare to drool with envy and all the Bards will sing and all the Bards will sing and all, and all, the Bards will sing! Reply |
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The first new Enchante, GM-Hoome did say will be to certain poor bards in the field where they lay In fields where they, lay killed by some sheep On a cold winters night, their graves so deep Enchante, enchante, give us our, enchante ghostly Bard voices rise to greet the new day Reply |
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>>Joy to the Realms, the rewrite's done!<< >>Let bards, receive, enchantes!<< >>Let every other guild, prepare to drool with envy<< >>and all the Bards will sing<< >>and all the Bards will sing<< >>and all, and all, the Bards will sing! << (Jaeyle raises her alto voice in chorus) I love ya Daer! Jaeyle Reply |
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O come O come, our music re-write and ransom our guild from it's plight that mourns in lowly exile here until the rewrite doth appear Rewrite!! Rewrite!! the Music Rewrite! shall come to thee, O Bards in thy plight. ((I hope you dont minds these, Hoome and Deryka... I am just having fun!! And everyone else.. sorry, I am taking all the carols.. I will stop now!! This is just fun!!)) Daerlynn Reply |
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<LOL> I am laughing my wee bardly tush off, Daer, and remembering why I love you guys so much. <G> I can, without a doubt, say that I work with the best darned guild in Elanthia. O come, all ye bardly, O come and si-ing carols, O come, O-o come, to sing here with us! Deryka <<((I hope you dont minds these, Hoome and Deryka... I am just having fun!! And everyone else.. sorry, I am taking all the carols.. I will stop now!! This is just fun!!))>> Reply |
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O rest ye merry bardesses let nothing you dismay! Remember eye of kertigen wasn't written in one day! Have patients all you true of heart, let not venting-posts cloud your way! Ohh tidings of enchantments and more lore! ....enchantments and more lore! Ohh tidings of enchantments and never ending lore! -Derivan Reply |
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Silllllllllllllllllllllly............. ::knows what she's gonna be working on during her hour off after lunch today...:: -Xaphira Reply |
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. We three Bards from Zoluren are Trying to break into a closed bar. We took a chance: Threatened with Bubbinster's dance... Still couldn't enter the bar. Ooohhh, ooooohhhh! Beer of flavor, beer of taste. Beer so good I shall not waste. Speech is not slurry, eyes are not blurry... We must enter with haste. Everybody! <g> -Shavay. Reply |
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Come on... there must be more!! 1. Come, Thou Long-Awaited Rewrite 2. Silent Rewrite, Holy Rewrite 3. Ding Dong, Bards Are High 4. My Familiar Got Run Over by a Reindeer 5. I'm Gettin' Enchantes for Christmas 6. GM-Hoome is Comin' to Town! 7. What Bard is This? ((Imagine coming upon a dead, smashed up - or drunk - Bard in the field)) 8. Bring Your Bones, Jeanette, Isabella 9. B********* the Red-Nosed Dwarf Bard ((insert name of your choice) 10. Bards, We Have Heard, Are High! There!! 10 more ideas!! ::grins:: Daerlynn Reply |
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<bows to Daerlynn> My familiar got run over by a caravan, Walking home from hunting, Shosandu eve! You may not think Traders are dangerous! But as for me and Stumpy, we believe. We'd be hunting for so long, That our bags were filled with loot. So he staggered like a drunken bard, With a bag to help carry it home. When I found him Shosandu morning, In the muddy wagon tracks, He had wheel prints on his forehead, And only a couple copper coins left on his back. My familiar got run over by a caravan, Walking home from hunting, Shosandu eve! You may not think Traders are dangerous! But as for me and Stumpy, we believe. ... <whistles> Deryka Reply |
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<HOWLS!> Anyone who needs a laugh right now should DEFINITELY be reading this folder! Deryka, you gotta spread the word to the other GMs... I'm sure they need the laugh. Espritia Reply |
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Great one Deryka!! More!!!!! You don't want me to keep posting... ::grins:: Daerlynn Reply |
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Bubbinster the red-nosed dwarf bard had a very shiny keg. And if you ever saw it, (saw it) Bubbins would break you leg. All of the other dwarf-bards Used to laugh and call him names (like Stumpy) They never let poor Bubbins Play in any dwarf-bard games (spin the bottle) Then one soggy Cleanbeard-eve Vorclaf came to say (Ho ho ho!) Bubbins with your keg so bright Won't you play my gig tonight? Then all the dwarf-bards loved him (loved him) And they shouted out with glee (like the toothpaste) "Bubbins, the red-nosed dwarf-bard, You'll go down in history!" (like Larnival) <curtsy> Espritia Reply |
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Bagpipes, bagpipes, bagpipes, I made you out of mey, And when you're tanned and ready On bagpipes I will play! Okay, okay, so you can't skin meys. But still, someone had to represent the Jewish side of Silly Bard Holiday Singing! ~Seri Reply |
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<chortles> Whoops, shoulda previewed that time. Let's try that once more. Bagpipes, bagpipes, bagpipes, I made you out of mey, And when you're tanned and ready, On bagpipes I will play! That's better. I forget how silly these boards are sometimes. <babbles> ~Seri Reply |
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Oh, come all ye drunkards Giddy and flirtatious Oh come ye Oh come ye to Half Pint Inn. Come and support us, Bards in need of beverages! Oh come, we'll let you join us! Oh come, we'll let you join us! Oh come, we'll let you join u-u-u-us If you bring the beer! Reply |
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"Deryka's Message" The GM Deryka from the caves came, Her feet were tired, but in her eyes, a flame. "All hail!" said she, "Thou blessed guild, my darling bards," "Most highly favored players," Gloria! "Above all other guilds blessed thou shalt be," "All others now shall laud and honor thee!" "For now is complete the rewrite, and moreover," "Several bad-*<cough>* enchantes," Gloria! Then bards everywhere lifted up their heads, "Be it so! It pleaseth us!" they said. "Our souls shall magnify and ever praise Hoome's name," Most highly favored GM! Gloria! :) -Xaphira Reply |
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I saw Silvy kissing EVERYONE! Underneath the portal last night! I saw Silvy kissing EVERYONE! Bothering Hoome who was working on the rewrite! <hits the last high note off key> Reply |
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<<Oh, come all ye drunkards... {etc.}>> Mad cheering from the peanut gallery! Loriene Reply |
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What Bard is this, who's laid to rest His body's gently sleeping His head is gone, and his arm's chopped off Oh I bet that his player is weeping. Dead! Dead!! He's lost his head, this Bard sure met an untimely end. Dead! Dead! He's lost his head, he tried to hunt with his Barb... friend. Daer Reply |
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Do you hear what I hear? A bard, a bard, enchanting from on high! And they shall slay the enemy low, And they shall play the enemy low!
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HUZZAH! I love it all...Brava! and Bravo! Hugs, Sammkit ps- will someone please explain to this not-so-savvy bard how to post on the message board in verse without having to skip a line between each line of the song.......please! Reply |
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I'm dreaming of the Theren theatre, Just like the one I use to adore. Where the elders blather And bardlings gather To hear songs and poems galore. I'm dreaming of the Theren theatre With every message scroll I see. May our songs be varied and off-key And behold our guild spirit and glee! -Tathlenia (who was depressed to find her favorite hangout closed after a long trip in the woods) Thanks to Taristia for a word to rhyme with gather...I knew we bards needed moonies for something! Reply |
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All I want for Christmas is a bottle of glue, Some clothes with bells too, And pointed ringing shoes. Gee if I could only have my shoes and glue, Then I could be a happy bardling. It seems so long since I could say, "Empath please remove m'hand from my head." Gosh oh gee how happy I'd be, I'd wear my shoes on me to bed. All I want for Christmas is a bottle of glue, A hug from Danner too, And some ringing shoes. Gee if I could only have my shoes and glue, Then I could be a happy bardling. (Linthendale pivots in your direction and salutes you with a crisp hand salute) Reply |
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Bubbinster, oh, Bubbinster, Yer breath smells of stale ale. Bubbinster, oh, Bubbinster, Your boots make us go pale. You get angry and punt us all, From spring time to the early fall, Ya spend no time leaned over in bathroom stalls, So yer forgiven for not bathin' at all. (Linthendale pivots in your direction and salutes you with a crisp hand salute, and then runs behind Espritia yelling for her to protect him from a dwarf making his way through the crowd.) Reply |
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>(Linthendale pivots in your direction and salutes you with a crisp hand salute, and then runs behind Espritia yelling for her to protect him from a dwarf making his way through the crowd.) ROFL - Linthy, hon, I'm already in trouble for my rendition of Bubbins the red-nosed dwarf bard. But if you like, I will toss him around the room like a rag doll. :D Reply |
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The maiden to the raven called, "You wisest of all birds: Come tell me how to choose a man, Please give me your wise words." "To choose a man from other men," The black bird did respond, "Look for a man with tender eyes And ways both strong and fond. Choose not a man with temper swift, Nor slowness to begin: Use heart and mind the man to find That you will wish to win." The maiden to the raven said, "Ah! Your advice is sound: Now tell me how to win the man That I have finally found." "To win the man that you would wed," The black bird made reply, "Be always just beyond his reach, And, with a laughing eye, Be lithe, be sweet, be smiling, but Him never meet alone: This is the plan to win your man And make him all your own." The maiden to the raven cried, "Come, tell to me the way That I may keep my husband's love That he will never stray." "To keep your husband's love for e'er," The black bird did reply, "You must stop his beating heart When he to sleep doth lie: For men, as you should know by now, Do never bide in peace, No trick will prove to bind their love, Or make their rovings cease." Reply |
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So true it hurts.
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OK... this helps if you know "A Modern Major General" from Pirates of Penzance... I WISH this was mine, and I have no clue who the author was... but some of you here may appreciate it... Daerly ******************************************* (We join our operetta already in progress. The infamous Pirates of Pergamum have just seized a bevy of beautiful Mytilenean maidens, and are attempting to carry them off for matrimonial purposes. Gabrielle intervenes, with a recitative). Gabrielle: Hold, scoundrels! Ere ye practice acts of villainy -Upon the peaceful and agrarian, -Just bear in mind, these maidens of My-TIL-ene (1) -Are guarded by a buff barbarian! Pirates: We'd better all rethink our cunning plan; -They're guarded by a buff barbarian. Maidens: Yes, yes, she is a buff barbarian. (Xena leaps in from the wings, with a tremendous war cry, does a number of mid-air somersaults, and lands on her feet on the Pirate King's chest.) Xena: Yes, yes, I am a buff barbarian! [The orchestra starts up.] -I am the very model of a heroine barbarian; -Through Herculean efforts, I've become humanitarian. -I ride throughout the hinterland -- at least that's what they call it in -Those sissy towns like Athens (I, myself, am Amphipolitan). -I travel with a poet who is perky and parthenian (2) -And scribbles her hexameters in Linear Mycenian (3) -(And many have attempted, by a host of methods mystical, -To tell if our relationship's sororal or sapphistical). Chorus: To tell if their relationship's sororal or sapphistical! -To tell if their relationship's sororal or sapphistical! -To tell if their relationship's sororal or sapphisti-phistical! Xena: My armory is brazen, but my weapons are ironical; -My sword is rather phallic, but my chakram's rather yonical (4) -(To find out what that means, you'll have to study Indo-Aryan [5]). -I am the very model of a heroine barbarian! Chorus: To find out what that means, we'll have to study Indo-Aryan -- -She is the very model of a heroine barbarian! Xena: I wake up every morning, ere the dawn is rhododactylous (6) -(Who needs to wait for daylight? I just work by _sensus tactilus_ [7]). -And ride into the sunrise to protect some local villagers -From mythologic monsters or from all-too-human pillagers. -I hurtle towards each villain with a recklessness ebullient -And cow him with my swordwork and my alalaes ululient (8); -He's frightened for his head, because he knows I'm gonna whack it --he's -Aware that his opponent is the Basileia Makhetes! [The music crashes to a halt, as the Chorus stares at Xena in utter confusion. She sighs.] -It's _Greek_. It means "Warrior Princess"! [Light dawns on the Chorus, and the music resumes.] -Sheesh . . . Chorus: He knows that his opponent is the Basileia Makhetes! -He knows that his opponent is the Basileia Makhetes! -He knows that his opponent is the Basileia Makhe-makhetes, Xena: Because I've got my armor, which is really rather silly, on -(It's cut so low I feel like I'm the topless tow'rs of Ilion, -And isn't any use against attackers sagittarian [9]), -I am the very model of a heroine barbarian! Chorus: It isn't any use against attackers sagittarian -- -She is the very model of a heroine barbarian! Xena: In short, when I can tell you how I break the laws of gravity, -And why my togs expose my intermammary concavity, -And why my comrade changed her dress from one that fit more comfily -To one that shows her omphalos (10) (as cute as that of Omphale (11)), -And why the tale of Spartacus appears in Homer's versicon (12), [She holds up a tomato:] -And where we found examples of the genus _Lycopersicon_ (13), -And why this Grecian scenery looks more like the Antipodes, -You'll say I'm twice the heroine of any in Euripides! Chorus: We'll say she's twice the heroine of any in Euripides! -We'll say she's twice the heroine of any in Euripides! -We'll say she's twice the heroine of any in Euripi-ripides! Xena: But though the kinked chronology, confusing and chimerical -(It's often unhistorical, but rarely unhysterical), -Would give a massive heart attack to any antiquarian, -I am the very model of a heroine barbarian! Chorus: 'Twould give a massive heart attack to any antiquarian -- -She is the very model of a heroine barbarian! (As the orchestra plays the final chords, a wild Xenaesque melee ensues, and the curtain has to be brought down.) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------ NOTES: 1: Actually, "Mytilene" would properly be accented on the third syllable; Gabrielle always did have trouble with rhymes. (Mytilene, incidentally, is a city on the isle of Lesbos - the hometown of the poet Sappho, as a matter of fact. It is not clear what, if anything, Gilbert is trying to imply here.) 2: Parthenian: Virginal. 3: Linear Mycenian: Mycenian is the ancient dialect of Greek which was written in Linear B (a form of Greek writing that predates the adoption of the alphabet). The implication is that Gabrielle does her writing in Linear B; if Xena takes place around the time of the Trojan War, this is chronologically reasonable. 4: Yonical: "Yonic" is the female counterpart to "phallic" 5: Indo-Aryan: The language group consisting of Sanskrit and its close relatives. Both "chakram" and "yonic" are of Sanskrit derivation. 6: Rhododactylous: Rosy-fingered. Homer makes frequent reference to rhododaktulos eos, or "rosy-fingered dawn". 7: Sensus tactilus: Latin for "the sense of touch". 8: "Alales" are war cries (the Greeks spelled a Xena-like war cry as alala or alale), and ululient is a coined term, apparently meaning "characterized by ululation". 9: Saggitarian: Archer-like. 10: Omphalos: Belly-button. 11: Omphale: Legendary queen of Lydia. From context, must assume that she had a cute belly-button; however, no known classical source seems to address this vital issue. 12: Versicon: A coined term, apparently meaning "collection of verse". 13: Lycopersicon: The biological genus to which tomatoes are assigned. The tomato is a New World plant, and was entirely unknown in the Old World in pre-Columbian times. Thus, having tomatoes in a Xena-ish context is an even greater anachronism than having Homer tell the tale of Spartacus. Reply |
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That was good, I loved it! Paerr Reply |
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Hilariously funny! Very fitting for Xena!
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::still laughing:: My husband's looking at me funny, but he says he doesn't want to know. ::grins:: -Xaphira Reply |
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(Note: you might wanna change the below she to a he if your a guy) put smile and says she will now sing "The Tart Shop." pause 10 put say /quietly Would I steal a tart? I can't resist that... pause 5 put sing I confess, I stole a tart.; I took it from its home.; I had to take it from the cart!; It looked so all alone. pause 16 put sing Yes, all alone, poor little tart,; Its friends had all been bought; To see it fairly broke my heart...; It looked so lonely, so I thought. pause 16 put sing I carried it away with me.; I would stand it friend.; But lo and behold, what do I see?; The guards around the bend! pause 16 put sing So there I was, with tart in hand,; The guards were closing fast.; I had to escape the little band; Or that tart would be my last! pause 16 put sing Quick, quick, I hid the evidence,; And when the guards drew near, ; They found me sitting on a fence; Washing the tart down with beer! pause 10 put curt put act's tart shaped sign on her backpack with a bite mark in it attracts your attention Tips Welcome--Thanks. Reply |
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[Press the ESCape key to abort script.] You smile and says she will now sing "The Tart Shop." [Script] You quietly say, "Would I steal a tart? I can't resist that..." You sing in a soprano voice: "I confess, I stole a tart. I took it from its home. I had to take it from the cart! It looked so all alone." (Time to Next Singing: 12 seconds.) You sing in a soprano voice: "Yes, all alone, poor little tart, Its friends had all been bought To see it fairly broke my heart... It looked so lonely, so I thought." (Time to Next Singing: 12 seconds.) You sing in a soprano voice: "I carried it away with me. I would stand it friend. But lo and behold, what do I see? The guards around the bend!" You sing in a soprano voice: "So there I was, with tart in hand, The guards were closing fast. I had to escape the little band Or that tart would be my last!" You sing in a soprano voice: "Quick, quick, I hid the evidence, And when the guards drew near, They found me sitting on a fence Washing the tart down with beer!" [Script finished!] (Sircha's tart shaped sign on her backpack with a bite mark in it attracts your attention Tips Welcome--Thanks.) Reply |
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I recently wrote this in response to seeing several people being told to stop singing and be quiet, just because the person didn't want to hear it. I needed an outlet for my frustration at this - writing is my life, it's an expression that I hold dear and I know many bards do also. This is darker than I usually do, but it put into words what I was feeling at the time. Unappreciated - do you know what it's like To make a craft with your soul and heart Hands lovingly molded and made every part; To have it thrown back at your feet Ground in the dust... And spurned by every person you meet? Ignored - do you know how it feels To speak your heart in a rhyme, Show others the blessings of time, And witness to a turned back? Disregarded as fable... Turning bright dreams to dreary black. Unimportant - do you know how it is To be a whisper in a world of shouts And taking an hour to figure out Your opinion really doesn't matter? Deaf ears turned your way... Torrents of rain reduced to a patter. Unnoticed - what would it be like To drop from the face of the land? An empty shadow where you used to stand; Silence taking place of your words, Dying as you lived... Unappreciated, ignored, unheard. I know what it's like, how it feels, How it is to live as if dead, With a different person inside your head; Thoughts and words, about to converge, Cower in darkness... Dying before they emerge. And if they splashed from my mouth, A river of flowing silver so pure, A ray of sunshine, all my ills to cure, And people finally heard - They finally heard... How long would my sadness be cured? In my despair I cried for explanation, And an answer was finally revealed, A lifelong mystery unconcealed. To me alone my life the gods did give; Why should I wait... For another's permission to *live*? Reply |
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That is very good, and I think it puts how many of us feel from time to time in words. Mind if I sing it? I would love to throw this out there every once in a while if I am in a group of people <g> Blaayd Reply |
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Feel free :) But if you get tomatoes thrown at you, it's not my fault!
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>You beam at Sircha. What a warm feeling! I'm flattered ya like it! And like it enough to remember it after so long --- Gawd, I wrote that, what, 2-3 years ago?? ::flail:: But could I get a credit? ::nudge:: And I think the tips sign is adorable!!! -Cirissa Tereha Reply |
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Well...this is my first contribution to this assembly of songs...and knowing my laziness, it'll likely be my last. what do you do when your world turns blue, and ya don't know which way to turn. Makes me wish I was a child again, Oh for those simple days I yearn. Back to the time of make believe, and saying sorry fixed everything. but ya can't go back to the past, and all that's left is to sing. so I sing a song for the broken hearted, I sing a song for those with no hope. for when everything else is blue, I find a song is all I need to cope. I don't know what to do when the world is blue, and I don't know just which way to turn. And yeah I wish to be a child all over again, But I know it's not enough to simply yearn. And so I lift my head, and raise my voice, to try and bring some life back to me. Cause even when all I feel is a myriad of pain That little song I sing can still set me free. So I sing a song for the broken hearted, I sing a song for those with no hope. For when everything else has turned blue, I find a song is all I need to cope. Reply |
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I for one am going to sing it, what's your character's name so I can add it to my format. (I've got an entire songbook scripted and if I don't put people's names down folks think I wrote some things.)
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you wrote it? I couldn't remmember who wrote it, such a long, long time ago, I'll go fix it asap.
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You say, "Tells a tale of courage, fire, and final triumph over fear."" You sing in a soprano voice: "I started a quest A long time ago wearing Hodierna's crest It's been over five months since I have set sail Now gather 'round to hear my tale" You sing in a soprano voice: "This is the tale-song "3 copper kronars," by Sircha Rankmere." You sing in a soprano voice: "The first time I ventured to Ratha I lost my coins to a thief I never saw. I must admit my perception was low, A tragic flaw I had vowed to go on the tattoo puzzle and was loathe to return empty handed with Kertigan's Eye aglow Yet I returned to Haven with my vow to quench my ire "I will Return and with coins buy my hearts' desire"" You sing in a soprano voice: "The second time I returned to Ratha My purse jingling and full of coppers So great was my fear of robbers! Burdensome too, yet I continued on in my quest. Never giving up, although Sidicas mocked me and told me to turn back and that I was unworthy of this test" You sing in a soprano voice: "I ventured into the bazaar and in lost frustration decided to conquer it! Mapped it I did, although my map I have found only works when the sun is lit. I talked to others to learn the code. I got turned into a toad!" You sing in a soprano voice: "That was the second attempt. Now hark to the third Three copper kronars I had from the first attempt I was still undeterred! I carried them through thick and thin To remind myself that there is always hope to win Even after the theives have struck! Those 3 copper kronars survived it all with amazing luck." You sing in a soprano voice: "After obtaining the toady cure I learned the password swift and sure I came aboard leaving Ratha behind. I spent hours on a ship that fled with the wind" You sing in a soprano voice: "I landed at the beach I stared up, up at the highest reach To a point where a wall was high Heavenly and stabbing the sky." You sing in a soprano voice: "Then I came to the greatest challenge of all! A sheer razor-sharp cliff that lifted into the air as a protuding fang I climbed and slipped and climbed some more, It was not long before I fell to the floor." You hum a mournful dirge that seems to resonate from the deepest corner of your heart. You feel a single tear track down your cheek. You sadly sing in a soprano voice: "I don't know how long I sat there tears stinging my eyes I had failed I thought, I had given up hope A Paladin came down the slope One I didn't recognize. He landed gracefully as a panther I told him of my despair Told him I would never get up there!" You sing in a soprano voice: "He glanced at me and pulled me too my feet with the simple words "You'll make it up there." No doubt in his words held me to mind Maybe, just maybe I'd do it this time." You sing in a soprano voice: "I arose to my feet doubt still plagued my fears Until I heard from within a ringing outcry: "I've got what it Takes" A vision of a unicorn the goddess Hodierna came before my eyes. The unicorn dancing across the brilliant sunlit skies." You sing in a soprano voice: "The unicorn crested the peak of the mountain The vision faded from my sight, but remained in memory as clear as a fountain." You sing in a soprano voice: "I climbed then, up that hill Faster and stronger now that I had the will! Halfway up sluggish I grew Mind numbed and my lungs aching anew. A poem lifted in the breeze as I began to wheeze, tiring from the ardurous climb." You emphatically sing in a soprano voice: "It marshaled my strength And Rallied my thoughts together A ringing Battle Cry From the unicorn in the sky!" You recite: "Just a cheering clasp of a friendly hand Just a word from one who can understand I fight a battle everyday, against discouragement and fear Some foe stands always in my way, the path ahead is never clear!" You recite: "But risk we must, because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing. The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing. You hold the opinion that You can reach that special dream You have the edge needed to make Achieving much easier than it may seem." You recite: "Just start to sing As you tackle this thing The truth you must cling to through danger and pain The heights they have reached, you can also attain." You recite: "The foes find it is too late When you say your Rally Cry "I've got what it takes" It puts spring in our step, spring in our hearts Twinkle in our eyes and gives us the will to try!" You chant in a soprano voice: "Though the enemy in your mind chants "Can't, Can't, Can't, Can't," The worst word written or spoken On it many a strong spirit is broken It poisons the soul, the person with a vision It stifles in infancy many a plan." You chant in a soprano voice: "It greets honest toiling with open derision And mocks at the hopes and the dreams of anyone. It seeks your mind Arm against it as a creature of terror, An enemy ambushed to shatter your will The CAN'T you really need to kill." You recite: "Meet it squarely, face to face Plant your feet and take a brace Do the best that you can do SEE IT THROUGH! Black may be the clouds about you Don't let your nerve desert you" You recite: "If the worst is bound to happen, Running from it will not save you. My dearest plans keep going wrong To thwart my will But fighting keeps my spirit strong And I Am Undeafeated Still!" You haggardly sing in a soprano voice: "The top I climbed over Out of breath and victorious Into the wind I shouted my ringing outcry "I am Undeafeated Still!" (Sircha salutes the audience with her scimitar.) You say, "As a side note the original 3 copper kronars are enjoying retirement in the crossings bank." Reply |
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put playact start put playact gives a sweeping bow to the crowd. pause 5 put "Tells a tale of courage, fire, and final triumph over fear." pause 10 put sing I started a quest;A long time ago wearing Hodierna's crest;It's been over five months since I have set sail;Now gather 'round to hear my tale; put tap my scarf put playact stop pause 20 put sing This is the tale-song "3 copper kronars," by Sircha Rankmere. pause 12 put sing The first time I ventured to Ratha I lost my coins to a thief I never saw.;I must admit my perception was low, A tragic flaw;I had vowed to go on the tattoo puzzle; and was loathe to return empty handed with Kertigan's Eye aglow;Yet I returned to Haven with my vow to quench my ire;"I will Return and with coins buy my hearts' desire" pause 20 put sing The second time I returned to Ratha; ;my purse jingling and full of coppers;So great was my fear of robbers!;Burdensome too, yet I continued on in my quest.;Never giving up, although Sidicas mocked me and told me to turn back and that I was unworthy of this test; pause 16 put sing I ventured into the bazaar and in lost frustration decided to conquer it!;Mapped it I did, although my map I have found only works when the sun is lit.;I talked to others to learn the code.;I got turned into a toad! put sigh pause 16 put sing That was the second attempt. Now hark to the third;Three copper kronars I had from the first attempt I was still undeterred!;I carried them through thick and thin;to remind myself that there is always hope to win;Even after the theives have struck!;Those 3 copper kronars survived it all with amazing luck. pause 30 put sing After obtaining the toady cure;I learned the password swift and sure;I came aboard leaving Ratha behind.;I spent hours on a ship that fled with the wind; pause 20 put sing I landed at the beach;I stared up, up at the highest reach;To a point where a wall was high;Heavenly and stabbing the sky.; pause 20 put sing Then I came to the greatest challenge of all!;A sheer razor-sharp cliff that lifted into the air as a protuding fang;I climbed and slipped and climbed some more,;It was not long before I fell to the floor. pause 16 put hum mournful put sing sadly I don't know how long I sat there tears stinging my eyes;I had failed I thought, I had given up hope; A Paladin came down the slope;One I didn't recognize.; He landed gracefully as a panther;I told him of my despair;Told him I would never get up there!; pause 24 put sing He glanced at me and pulled me too my feet with the simple words; "You'll make it up there.";No doubt in his words held me to mind;Maybe, just maybe I'd do it this time.; pause 16 put sing I arose to my feet doubt still plagued my fears;Until I heard from within a ringing outcry:; "I've got what it Takes";A vision of a unicorn the goddess Hodierna came before my eyes.; The unicorn dancing across the brilliant sunlit skies. pause 20 put sing The unicorn crested the peak of the mountain;The vision faded from my sight, but remained in memory as clear as a fountain.; put tap my amulet pause 10 put sing I climbed then, up that hill;Faster and stronger now that I had the will!;Halfway up sluggish I grew;Mind numbed and my lungs aching anew.;A poem lifted in the breeze; as I began to wheeze,; tiring from the ardurous climb.; pause 25 put sing emphatically It marshaled my strength;And Rallied my thoughts together;A ringing Battle Cry;From the unicorn in the sky!; put dance unicorn pause 5 put recite Just a cheering clasp of a friendly hand;Just a word from one who can understand;I fight a battle everyday, against discouragement and fear;Some foe stands always in my way, the path ahead is never clear!; pause 20 put recite But risk we must, because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.;The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing.;You hold the opinion that;You can reach that special dream;You have the edge needed to make;Achieving much easier than it may seem.; pause 20 put recite Just start to sing;As you tackle this thing;The truth you must cling to through danger and pain;The heights they have reached, you can also attain.; pause 10 put recite The foes find it is too late;When you say your Rally Cry; "I've got what it takes";It puts spring in our step, spring in our hearts;Twinkle in our eyes and gives us the will to try!; pause 20 put chant Though the enemy in your mind chants; "Can't, Can't, Can't, Can't,";The worst word written or spoken;On it many a strong spirit is broken;It poisons the soul, the person with a vision;It stifles in infancy many a plan.; pause 20 put chant It greets honest toiling with open derision;and mocks at the hopes and the dreams of anyone.;It seeks your mind;Arm against it as a creature of terror,;An enemy ambushed to shatter your will;The CAN'T you really need to kill. pause 20 put recite Meet it squarely, face to face;Plant your feet and take a brace;Do the best that you can do;SEE IT THROUGH!;Black may be the clouds about you;Don't let your nerve desert you; pause 20 put recite If the worst is bound to happen,;Running from it will not save you.;My dearest plans keep going wrong;To thwart my will;But fighting keeps my spirit strong;And I Am Undeafeated Still! pause 20 put sing haggardly The top I climbed over;Out of breath and victorious;Into the wind I shouted my ringing outcry; "I am Undeafeated Still! pause 10 put draw scim pause 3 put act salutes the audience with her scimitar. pause 3 put curt pause 2 put dance scim put put scim in my scabbard pause 2 put grin sircha pause 10 put "As a side note the original 3 copper kronars are enjoying retirement in the crossings bank.
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You say, "A Bard's guide to Experience," by Poet Sircha, an experienced Bard." You say, "Each individual skill you have is like a keg, it can be filled and emptied." You say, "The size of your keg is relative to your skill and intelligence and discipline, whereas how fast you can fill your keg is relative to your -intelligence." You say, "Wisdom determins how fast you guzzle down your keg." You say, "Keg size is also relative to those skill sets we call 'primary', 'secondary', and 'tertiary'. You say, "Our biggest kegs are in the lore skill set, since were a lore primary guild. Were also Weapons Secondary, which means our weapons kegs are second smallest, and we are also survival tertiary because of that our kegs are much smaller in the survival skills and mind lock easiest." You say, "Right now, unless you train mentals right, it's very difficult to learn lore, and because we are a lore primary guild, it's even harder to circle. " You say, "Now as you fill your keg your experience will go from learning 'a drop in the bucket' to mind lock 'overflowing the keg'" You say, "As you guzzle down your keg of experience, it will solidify into hard numbers and percentages." You say, "Each rank you gain is deposited into a 190 oz. TDP tankard, for example, if you gain 1 rank in music lore, which gives you a total of 5 ranks in music lore, 5 oz. go into the tankard. Once your tankard fills to the 190 oz. line it spills out and is converted into a single Time Development Point." Reply |
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put "A Bard's guide to Experience," by Poet Sircha, an experienced Bard. pause 5 put "Each individual skill you have is like a keg, it can be filled and emptied. pause 10 put "The size of your keg is relative to your skill and intelligence and discipline, whereas how fast you can fill your keg is relative to your -intelligence. pause 10 put "Wisdom determins how fast you guzzle down your keg. pause 4 put smile put "Keg size is also relative to those skill sets we call 'primary', 'secondary', and 'tertiary'. pause 5 put "Our biggest kegs are in the lore skill set, since were a lore primary guild. Were also Weapons Secondary, which means our weapons kegs are second smallest, and we are also survival tertiary because of that our kegs are much smaller in the survival skills and mind lock easiest. pause 15 put "Right now, unless you train mentals right, it's very difficult to learn lore, and because we are a lore primary guild, it's even harder to circle. pause 10 put "Now as you fill your keg your experience will go from learning 'a drop in the bucket' to mind lock 'overflowing the keg' pause 10 put "As you guzzle down your keg of experience, it will solidify into hard numbers and percentages. pause 10 put "Each rank you gain is deposited into a 190 oz. TDP tankard, for example, if you gain 1 rank in music lore, which gives you a total of 5 ranks in music lore, 5 oz. go into the tankard. Once your tankard fills to the 190 oz. line it spills out and is converted into a single Time Development Point. okay, pool size was based off of skill, intelligence, and discipline ShavayDR: discipline had half the effect of intelligence but since the most comprehensive guide i've seen came out, discipline was changed i believe. there's a Barbarian named Farfahd who has a *wonderful* experience guide===Fredpage@play.net Primary = 9, Secondary = 4, Tertiary = 2 ShavayDR: so if you have a primary skill with 100 ranks, and a secondary skill with 100 ranks, and a tertiary skill with 100 ranks... f you do something that puts the same amount of "bits" of experience into each pool, the tertiary will lock quickest, because it's the smallest pool. but you'll still learn the primary faster Dunebless: you think it's closer to 1.3xDis Reply |
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You mischievously sing in a soprano voice: "I will now sing the song "Jack of All Trades" by Sircha Rankmere inspired by Eades and Ianhanse." fully Every bard I know;Works day and night to show;That they can teach;And grasp knowledge highest from reach; You playfully sing in a soprano voice: "Every bard I know Works day and night to show That they can teach And grasp knowledge highest from reach" You enigmatically sing in a soprano voice: "We are the jack of all trades We know dreams by spades We continue on undaunted Our musical spirits haunted" You coyly sing in a soprano voice: "We learn from every race Just as long as they stay in one place! A skill from every proffesion Taught by a teaching coalation" You cheerfully sing in a soprano voice: "Bards don't know everything But, I as one listen to anything So as a teacher, and a bard Today I say for all listen hard" You sing in a soprano voice: "The Wanderer Wanders through out the lands Singing of joy and lustre about Elanthia The Teacher Teaches those who listen Is wise and knows the mischievious ways of students" You sing in a soprano voice: "The Warrior Bard Seeks glory and fame All to his or her name The Jester Loves to see a smile And will joke and tease all the while." You sing in a soprano voice: "The Performer At weddings and events make haste! For the songs are done with such good grace. The Poet With soulful ballads Making romantic salads." You curtsy. You say, "Thankyou, thankyou all." Reply |
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put sing mischievously I will now sing the song "Jack of All Trades" by Sircha Rankmere inspired by Eades and Ianhanse. pause 10 put sing playfully Every bard I know;Works day and night to show;That they can teach;And grasp knowledge highest from reach; pause 12 put sing enigmatically We are the jack of all trades;We know dreams by spades;We continue on undaunted;Our musical spirits haunted; pause 12 put sing coyly We learn from every race;Just as long as they stay in one place!;A skill from every proffesion;Taught by a teaching coalation; pause 12 put sing cheerfully Bards don't know everything;But, I as one listen to anything;So as a teacher, and a bard;Today I say for all listen hard; pause 10 put sing The Wanderer;Wanders through out the lands;singing of joy and lustre about Elanthia; ;The Teacher; Teaches those who listen;Is wise and knows the mischievious ways of students pause 30 put sing The Warrior Bard;Seeks glory and fame;All to his or her name; ;The Jester;loves to see a smile;and will joke and tease all the while. pause 20 put sing The Performer;At weddings and events make haste!;For the songs are done with such good grace.; ;The Poet;with soulful ballads;making romantic salads. pause 10 put curt put "Thankyou, thankyou all.
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e bards;The sweet call of music;Floating over the long distances;The innert cadence of battle You sing in a soprano voice: "A bard by trade I sing this simple serenade" (Time to Next Singing: 6 seconds.) [Script]>(Sircha dances gracefully about, her skirt flows around her legs.) You sing in a soprano voice: "The hugs of the bards The sweet call of music Floating over the long distances The innert cadence of battle" You sing in a soprano voice: "Over the dunes, through the valleys By the woods you can hear their songs Distinctly beautiful, each in it's own way" You sing in a soprano voice: "Birds-Bards so similar in their flights The simple sparrow to the fierce hawk" Reply |
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put sing A bard by trade;I sing this simple serenade puase 6 put act dances gracefully about, her skirt flows around her legs. put sing The hugs of the bards;The sweet call of music;Floating over the long distances;The innert cadence of battle pause 12 put sing Over the dunes, through the valleys;by the woods you can hear their songs;Distinctly beautiful, each in it's own way pause 12 put sing Birds-Bards so similar in their flights;The simple sparrow to the fierce hawk Reply |
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You chant in a soprano voice: "This is a tale of love, hate and tragedy, put together by Sircha Rankmere. (And forgotten by the audience as soon as tis sung) You calmly say, "I require one bard for chorus in 5 minutes." You sadly sing in a soprano voice: "Calina great creature an adept at will Dying by choice in flames and she will Please don't drag, I wish to die But all I could do was shamelessly ask why?" You darkly sing in a soprano voice: "She sought to ride the starry path An adept at her lovers wrath I stayed by her side Calina We need you here I cried!" You calmly sing in a soprano voice: "Find a person of honor she bade Find me a shield with a silver clenched fist, scimitar, ice pick or spade. Find my fiance she screamed! The speckled cat forward leaned" You rancidly sing in a soprano voice: "Cold and stiff lay her dead body Decomposing, ever more moldy. Who did this to you? I demanded! Nae, nobody killed me she countermanded" You matter-of-factly sing in a soprano voice: "Your lover lies dead in swampies for sure Dead and left to cure! To the deer trail a trusted friend dragged her off And I was one to follow and not scoff" You harshly sing in a soprano voice: "Her paramour as dead as herself Laying there rotting with wealth Calin dead and bleeding A cleric of stunning beauty, wealth, and great standing." You helplessly sing in a soprano voice: "She thanked the speckled cat who purrs welcome As others still come to help em I asked her again her intent to die But all she would do was lie" You emphatically sing in a soprano voice: "Personal reasons she at last said Something that nae concerned ye all I am is dead But how could I not be? After all the kindness she had shown me?" You sarcastically sing in a soprano voice: "She left the realms she said at last Can someone now rez me fast? I found nothing of her lover in the mud There love now twas a dud" You harshly sing in a soprano voice: "Calina all lightening and flame She told us at long last her shame I died for an angry misunderstanding! A silly stupid spat with my fiance cat!" You hauntingly sing in a soprano voice: "A stupid fight over a silly nothing Destroying all love for both over nae a thing! They dueled and fought Their own blinding pride would not be bought!" You sadly sing in a soprano voice: "I asked her lover why die... But she refused to reply Welcome to the living Calina I hope you resolve it Never again! said Calina as if to absolve it!" You lovingly sing in a soprano voice: "She spoke then her voice filled with joy, I'd love to tell thee all how much ye mean to me... but I have no choice but to leave for now She had no choice but to leave! Can ye wait for a moment she asked? with a flourishing bow." You meekly sing in a soprano voice: "I shall return with my dead fiance She returned soon dragging her lovers body behind her. Her voice bespoke sorrow as she begged for forgiveness Her actions had been unjust, unfair, and unworthy!" You tenderly sing in a soprano voice: "Wept she did at her paramours dead body Begging for mercy from the gods! In the most pitiful voice she told her dead lover I'm sorrry, Oh, dearest so very sorry am I!" You painfully sing in a soprano voice: "Showing her true colors in a situation she knew nothing about She wept and cried and called herself a lout! A great cleric raised her paramour, her dearly beloved I did not deserve to be rezzed her lover cried" You loudly sing in a soprano voice: "But thank thee, thank thee just the same! Oh we will never fight so ever again! With such a stupid reason for us both to die! All those who watched could not help but sigh!" You sternly exclaim, "And the gods know you should never tease with anyone you're in a relationship with. Laughing and joking is strickly taboo!" You wink. You regretfully sing in a soprano voice: "Calina she wept repenting her sins Words cannot say how sorry I am Her lover placed a hand over her mouth, Hush! all is forgiven" You sing in a soprano voice: "Hush, hush all is forgiven Quiet now, ye are forgiven Twas not thy fault twas my own Thee don't agree but twas my own..." You tenderly sing in a soprano voice: "Let us forget anything that happened She proposed I myself silently agreed As they forgave each other the air shimmered and all twas forgiven." You sweetly sing in a soprano voice: "My vision blurred as tears crossed my eyes Such a fantastical tale bringing wisdom and knowledge to others eyes!" You curtsy. Reply |
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put chant This is a tale of love, hate and tragedy,; put together by Sircha Rankmere.; (And forgotten by the audience as soon as tis sung) pause 5 put playact start pause 5 put say /calm I require one bard for chorus in 5 minutes. pause 5 hum mournful pause 9 put playact blinks with tears streaming down her face as twin pillars of flame light up the stage. put sing sadly Calina great creature an adept at will;Dying by choice in flames and she will;Please don't drag, I wish to die;But all I could do was shamelessly ask why? pause 14 put sing dark She sought to ride the starry path;An adept at her lovers wrath;I stayed by her side;Calina We need you here I cried!; pause 20 put sing calm Find a person of honor she bade;Find me a shield with a silver clenched fist, scimitar, ice pick or spade.;Find my fiance she screamed!;The speckled cat forward leaned; pause 12 put playact wrinkles her nose to an awful decaying stench. put sing rancid Cold and stiff lay her dead body;Decomposing, ever more moldy.;Who did this to you? I demanded!;Nae, nobody killed me she countermanded; pause 14 put sing matter Your lover lies dead in swampies for sure;Dead and left to cure!;To the deer trail a trusted friend dragged her off;And I was one to follow and not scoff; pause 14 put sing harsh Her paramour as dead as herself;Laying there rotting with wealth;Calin dead and bleeding;A cleric of stunning beauty, wealth, and great standing. pause 16 hum mournful put sing helpl She thanked the speckled cat who purrs welcome;As others still come to help em;I asked her again her intent to die;But all she would do was lie; pause 14 hum mournful put sing emphat Personal reasons she at last said;Something that nae concerned ye all I am is dead;but how could I not be?;After all the kindness she had shown me? pause 14 put sing sarc She left the realms she said at last;Can someone now rez me fast?;I found nothing of her lover in the mud;There love now twas a dud; pause 20 put sing harsh Calina all lightening and flame;She told us at long last her shame;I died for an angry misunderstanding!;A silly stupid spat; with my fiance cat! pause 20 hum mournful put sing haunt A stupid fight over a silly nothing;Destroying all love for both over nae a thing!;They dueled and fought;Their own blinding pride would not be bought! pause 20 hum mournful put sing sadly I asked her lover why die...;but she refused to reply;Welcome to the living Calina I hope you resolve it;Never again! said Calina as if to absolve it! pause 12 put sing lovi She spoke then her voice filled with joy,; I'd love to tell thee all how much ye mean to me...; but I have no choice but to leave for now;She had no choice but to leave!; Can ye wait for a moment she asked?; with a flourishing bow. pause 18 put sing meek I shall return with my dead fiance;She returned soon dragging her lovers body behind her.;Her voice bespoke sorrow as she begged for forgiveness;Her actions had been unjust, unfair, and unworthy!; pause 12 hum mournful put sing tend Wept she did at her paramours dead body;Begging for mercy from the gods!;In the most pitiful voice she told her dead lover;I'm sorrry, Oh, dearest so very sorry am I! pause 14 hum mournful put sing painf Showing her true colors in a situation she knew nothing about;She wept and cried and called herself a lout!;A great cleric raised her paramour, her dearly beloved;I did not deserve to be rezzed her lover cried; pause 12 put sing loud But thank thee, thank thee just the same!;Oh we will never fight so ever again!;With such a stupid reason for us both to die!;All those who watched could not help but sigh! pause 12 put say /stern And the gods know you should never tease with anyone you're in a relationship with. Laughing and joking is strickly taboo! pause 14 hum mournful pause 2 put playact kneels down acting as Calina's ghost begging for forgiveness. put sing regretfully Calina she wept repenting her sins;Words cannot say how sorry I am;Her lover placed a hand over her mouth, Hush! all is forgiven; pause 12 hum happy put chorus Hush, hush all is forgiven;Quiet now, ye are forgiven;Twas not thy fault twas my own;Thee don't agree but twas my own... put sing Hush, hush all is forgiven;Quiet now, ye are forgiven;Twas not thy fault twas my own;Thee don't agree but twas my own... pause 14 put sing tend Let us forget anything that happened;She proposed I myself silently agreed;As they forgave each other the air shimmered and all twas forgiven. pause 20 put sing sweetly My vision blurred as tears crossed my eyes;Such a fantastical tale bringing wisdom and knowledge to others eyes! pause 12 put curt put playact stop Do not publish until Calina and Calin are long gone from the realms:) 22 stanzas. 440 seconds 7.4 minutes first originality.. then how well your song fits the style you choose to sing it in.. then your overall performance as a whole how entertaining was it "
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You smile and begins to play the tune "Jingle Bells" this is an adaption from a land far, far, away. You darkly sing in a soprano voice: "Dashing through the lands Evading evil hands Killing spirits right Dying in a fight" You darkly sing in a soprano voice: "Oh, rabid reindeer Graverobber's sneer What can come next? A Taisidon hex" You darkly sing in a soprano voice: "Jangling tunes of bards at play Cries of death coming this way" You darkly sing in a soprano voice: "Kissing under the mistletoe Getting a disease for show Love and hisan salve for all A vial of snake oil at the call" You darkly sing in a soprano voice: "Death and despair Adding to the Merry air Presents of herbs to help Removing the coughing yelp" You say, "Merry Christmas to all." You curtsy. Reply |
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Thank you for sharing those Sircha, I'll be sure to sing them occasionally and let the people know about the Bard that wrote them. Blaayd Reply |
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put smile and says This song is an adaption from a far off land... pause 4 put "composed by Littlerock the Barbarian with the help of Sircha Rankmere. pause 6 echo Get gingerbread Gor'tog. put sing Here come Santa Tog, Here Come Santa Tog;Right done\w Gor Tog lane. pause 10 put sing Reindeer jingling,;bells a ringing put get bell from my knaps put tap my bell put tap my bell pause 10 put sing Little kids are giving chase;Toys and games are worth a race pause 10 put sing Chasing Santa Up and down;Chasing him 'round and round all over town! pause 10 put sing Children have been very bad;Santa gets really mad 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 14 put sing sternly So you bad Tog, be good Tog;Next year he not give you clog. pause 4 put curt put throw voice Gor'Tog HO! HO! HO! Merry Solstice to all! act nibbles on a Santa Tog cookie that reads any and all donations welcome-- and thanks. Littlerock says, "you do make nice" Reply |
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You smile and says This song is an adaption from a far off land... You say, "composed by Littlerock the Barbarian with the help of Sircha Rankmere." You sing in a soprano voice: "Here come Santa Tog, Here Come Santa Tog Right done\w Gor Tog lane." tap my bell tap my bell You sing in a soprano voice: "Reindeer jingling, Bells a ringing" (Time to Next Singing: 6 seconds.) You give the bell a tap and set it ringing. The sweet tone echoes musically. You give the bell a tap and set it ringing. The sweet tone echoes musically. You sing in a soprano voice: "Little kids are giving chase Toys and games are worth a race" You sing in a soprano voice: "Chasing Santa Up and down Chasing him 'round and round all over town!" You sing in a soprano voice: "Children have been very bad Santa gets really mad" You sing in a soprano voice: "Smacking the children as he grumbles, Pulling on his sleigh." You sing in a soprano voice: "Santa come my cave yes Mad at everyone" You sing in a soprano voice: "Santa Tog no like you him smack you hard yes for Yule year all the way to Shard You sing in a soprano voice: "You be Big strong Gor Tog Him leave you food under Bed When he comes in sled that's what Ma said" You sing in a soprano voice: "All good Tog put box under bed he come at night Leave food dat taste right" You sternly sing in a soprano voice: "So you bad Tog, be good Tog Next year he not give you clog." Reply |
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You ask, "Did I tell you about this one time when I went to cave bears?" You ask, "At circle 5?" You say, "So being the adventuress bard I was I decided that cave bears would prove me to be the bravest bard in the lands." You giggle. You say, "So I climbed in there and confronted my first cave bear." You say, "It was a monster, knocked me off my feet in the first swipe with a nasty bleeder." You ask, "your probably asking did I survive?" You say, "Well at least I made it out of there alive." You exclaim, "All my instincts screamed "Run!, Run!" You say, "and so I ran out of the cave faster than any flying fam." You say, "but I still had that nasty bleeder." You say, "A moderate bleeder I couldn't tend." You say, "So I pulled out my lyre." You say, "And played Hodierna's lilt as fast as I could." Sircha's eyes glaze over as she recalls the distant past. You say, "I ran like the wind to the empaths guild." You quietly say, "a long run you understand." You say, "So there I was in the guild with this aweful bleeder getting out of hand." You say, "I begged to be healed but no one listened." You say, "And so I had to stand." You say, "I ran into the hospital." You say, "And lay down there." You say, "It was only then did my lilt fail." You say, "I joined the list and was struck down while the healer healed me to no avail." You bow. Reply |
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put say Did I tell you about this one time when I went to cave bears? pause 10 put say At circle 5? pause 10 put say So being the adventuress bard I was I decided that cave bears would prove me to be the bravest bard in the lands. pause 10 put giggle pause 2 put say So I climbed in there and confronted my first cave bear. pause 15 put say It was a monster, knocked me off my feet in the first swipe with a nasty bleeder. pause 10 put say your probably asking did I survive? pause 5 put say Well at least I made it out of there alive. pause 15 put say All my instincts screamed "Run!, Run! pause 20 put say and so I ran out of the cave faster than any flying fam. pause 10 put say but I still had that nasty bleeder. pause 10 put say A moderate bleeder I couldn't tend. pause 15 put say So I pulled out my lyre. pause 10 put say And played Hodierna's lilt as fast as I could. pause 20 put playact eyes glaze over as she recalls the distant past. pause 5 put say I ran like the wind to the empaths guild. pause 10 put say /Quiet a long run you understand. pause 10 put say So there I was in the guild with this aweful bleeder getting out of hand. pause 20 put say I begged to be healed but no one listened. pause 15 put say And so I had to stand. pause 20 put say I ran into the hospital. pause 10 put say And lay down there. pause 10 put say It was only then did my lilt fail. pause 10 put say I joined the list and was struck down while the healer healed me to no avail. pause 5 put curt pause 10 put say And that was the story of my first, last and only visit to cave bears. pause 2 put act hugs a stuffed cave bear with affection as the bear squeeks out "Donations Accepted--Thanks"
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Ack! I let someone futz with my computer, and they erased my entire simu filing, losing all of my scripts... all of my songs and stories!!! If anyone has any logs where I've performed or has any copies of ANY of my pieces, pleeeease email me a copy at withinu_withoutu@hotmail.com. I think I'm going to cry! Yours Truly, Seraana Dephoren Reply |
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Okay, for the past 3 days, I have been seeing this as a topic with new messages, but when I try to open it, it says I have read them all, and displays none. The message states I have read up to #316, when I have in fact only read up to 312. Also, when viewing ALL posts, I only see up to #312. Where are 313-316?
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Maybe somebody deleted their posts? ::shrugs::
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i don't see them either Jaebom --i'm not crazy!! i swear!! Reply |
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Grumjug was going to put this under the Bardic Bugs folder....but someone told him it should not go there. Grumjug does not understand why, since it is a bardic song and has a bug in it. Maybe someone can explain it to Grumjug one day... THE BUG SONG CHORUS: Grumjug grumma-grum grumjug grum-grum-jugga grum-grum-jugga . Grumjug ate a lil green bug it wiggled in his tumma his big green tumma . Grumjug laughed at the green bug stuck in his tumma his big green tumma . "Let me outta here, Grumjug!" cried the little green bugga the poor green bugga . Grumjug grumma-grum grumjug grum-grum-jugga grum-grum-jugga . Grumjug got him a big mug of ale from a jugga from a big ale jugga . "Don't you worry now lil bug" said ole Grumjugga ticklish Grumjugga . Grumjug knows what to be done and he started to chugga he sure can chugga . Grumjug grumma-grum grumjug grum-grum-jugga grum-grum-jugga . "There ya go" said Grumjug for he drained his mugga not a drop in the mugga . And then he gave out a big burp and out launched the bugga the drunk lil bugga . And that's how your friend Grumjug saved a little green bugga with a mug from a jugga . Grumjug grumma-grum grumjug grum-grum-jugga grum-grum-jugga Howze that? Signed, Grumjug Reply |
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Okies, this song's based on Aquabats - SuperRad. Still needs work(and a title), but, here goes. I have a small friend, Who has a bad friend, who has a big friend, who gave birth to many friends. With a blast right through the sky We waited for them to land I got some tall friends Who know my small friend Who seem to have a problem with you. They have Aether Lances, Shadow Nooses and the lashes all prepped up and aimed at you We're on our way Here we go We're gonna take over Standing up One last time Here we come agaaain! We were strangers And we were pilgrims Some are models of the family man Pioneers and patriarchs, patriots and matriarchs And they're all Elanthains For little glory We were commanders Guerrillas with Alberdine rings Taking down the opposition and the villans that were wishing they could be cadets and kings We're on our way Here we go You'll never take over Standing up One last time Here we come agaaain! All fighers go! Soon the world will know The fury of our attack, Feel the wrath of Elanthia! Elanthia! All fighters go! Soon the world will know The fury of attack, Feel the wrath of the Elanthia Elanthia Elanthia El-an-thi-a! And if we die Before the battle's through Tell your mom, Tell your dad, We were super rad<looking for help on this line> We're on our way Here we go, You'll never take over. Standing up, One last time, Here we come agaaain! All fighters go! Soon the world will know, The fury of attack, Feel the wrath of Elanthia. Elanthia! All fighers go! Soon the world will know, The fury of attack. Feel the wrath of Elanthia Elanthia Elanthia All fighters go! Tap into Your cambarinths. Feel the wrath of Elanthia Lalala lalala lalala Elanthia! Reply |
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::laughs:: pretty good!
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with apologies to Shane MacGowan. adapted from the Pogues' "Turkish Song of the Damned". might be apt for a memorial for the Seerah I come old friend from Hell tonight Across the rotting sea Nor the nails of the cross Nor the love of gods Can bring you help this eve The dead have come to claim a debt from thee They stand outside your door Four score and three Did you keep a watch for the dead man's wind Did you see the woman with the comb in her hand Wailing away on the wall on the strand As you danced to the 'Toggish song of the damned You remember when the ship went down You left me on the deck The captain's corpse jumped up And threw his arms around my neck For all these years I've had him on my back This debt cannot be paid with all your jack Did you keep a watch for the dead man's wind Did you see the woman with the comb in her hand Wailing away on the wall on the strand As you danced to the 'Toggish song of the damned And as I sit and talk to you I see your face go white This shadow hanging over me Is no trick of the light The spectre on my back will soon be free The dead have come to claim a debt from thee Did you keep a watch for the dead man's wind Did you see the woman with the comb in her hand Wailing away on the wall on the strand As you danced to the 'Toggish song of the damned Reply |
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Alright. This is my first song. It's about the creation of the world and gods and such. It has no title. It took me about twenty minutes to write and needs lots and lots of revisions. There's also no instrument messaging in it. It's not traditional poetic fare...Chalk it up to either inept writing skills or Rakash songwriting...Whichever you prefer. Ok. Here goes. *ducks and covers* Eons ago When the Void was only and all With a belly not full That never knew want And having neither darkness nor sun There came The One With his golden boy grin Charming she-serpent from without, from within And Void took he to wife. Full grew Void's womb, Children sealed inside a tomb Born to lone Alone apart Like oil and water. And a mother's tears From ancient eyes fell And from sprang the hopes The joys the despairs the fears Up sprang the first Gods. The one had departed, And the Void ceased to be And one Plane Abiding Spat up fire up ice Spat cold rain and warm seas So came the First Beings, Yet the Gods were displeased And from Kertigen's forge A new world was born. From Serpent came S'kra, From Primates, come Tog, Halfling from under root and in glade. Then followed rocky Dwarves, Came Man, Elf, Eloth, A new generation, children of Gods. The children split the land Battled over water and sand From father come son And boy follow girl. Bixenta smiles crookedly and says in a low voice, "And that's where you came from. Enjoying the world?" *sneezes* -Bixenta's twisted puppeteer Reply |
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Ok. Apprarently I CAN'T work the message board. Imagine line breaks before all the capitalized letters that aren't names and stuff. Sorry!
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To fix this in the future, just stick a space before the first word on each line. Like.. This is my first line. This is my second. <hugz!> Nifty song! Deryka Reply |
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