DragonsInTheHeartlands

12JAN2017 The Ballad of the Assault on Castle Naerytar

Composed by Freyja, Halfling War Cleric of Tempus

Enchanted is the castle that we deem to overthrow
Each one of us with swords, ax, spells, might, and bow
To the curious of minds and danger we see not
In the tower made of stone where so bravely we have fought
Earthquake had befallen our most recently of foe
And so we are acending to come meet what is to know
The spirits trapped there cannot harm us though they seem to try
For a cyllinder of magic is a fortress low and high
These undeadly kind must flee from the might of Fred’s great sword
And turn from undead being by Shrinin’s fiercely orbs
Gwenivere shoots to kill with her mighty bow in hand
Each arrow sending death wherever they do land
We roam throughout the castle still not finished is our task
No rock shall be unturned, no foe is left unmasked
We meet a red robed evil one who dares to threaten death
Our wizard sends the earth to crush her with the will of just his breath
With her dies her minons unwith the battle sword
Freya bids her breathless body to give us just a word
The spell is cast on the deadly crumpled witch
And questions can we ask this newly red dead bitch
Few questions can be answered yet secrets do unfold
Tales of floating castles, other worlds, and jewels and gold
But then attack is heard and Fred is taken by surprise
The fight is ending quickly as is the light in our Fred’s eyes
The startled group is quick and rallies to fight back
Even Bimshi far outside can feel his heart in this attack
The paladin falls down in most unseemingly defeat
But the magic in our souls will not let his heart unbeat
With might and strength he stands as tall and health does he restore
And our friend looks on unscathed as he ever had before
Just then a fiery dragon of the black kind lands nearby
We glance at one another, through the portal we must fly
The other side is cold, and in the mountains we arrive
We hunker down to set up camp so gloriously alive
We’re promised night and round the campfire do we sit
We discuss the days undoings to make tomorrows somehow fit
And the justly day wraps up with yet another foe to slay
For we shall all sleep tight to live well another day

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