The heroes no longer unsung.

All these songs are written ingame by Ashal Lyonars (sligtly edited for posting) and should be considered ingame.
They can be found on either the message board in Shadowdale or by Ashal telling/singing them around the campfire.
Basically, this means they are an ingame tool for all to use if they want.

Everyone is welcome to join in with their own creations or old songs from the server if you like. Lets get this going as a collective thing ^ _ ^


[Disclaimer:
These songs are based on ingame happenings and are not meant as a judgement, attack or any other means of OOC injuring means of wordplay. Please don't take them as that, but rather as a ressource for further RP. Both good and bad songs will be made, and will depend upon what roleplay lead to it.

If staff wants to remove a song or has any edicts they think I/they should fulfill, I will of course comply]


Silphies song.

A city of song, so full of harm
A city of scorn for Silphie calm.
A city of gold.
A city so sad and never told..

Oh, why, would they do, such a thing?
I know, why she goes, the way...
Down by the riverside.

There she lived and there she died.
A little piece, from every side.
By Norlamin so cruel, locked up inside.
That why she went by the riverside.

Oh, why, would they do, such a thing?
I know, why she goes, the way...
Down by the riverside.

To the dales she went, the shadow she found.
The peace she had sought, so all around.
There she felt home, there she was safe.
She had finally found her sacred base.

Oh, why, would they do, such a thing?
I know, why she goes, the way...
Down by the riverside.

The druid he drew her last straw.
Finally saw, every last flaw.
She moved to the dales body and soul.
A family found, life in control..




A tribute to a friends tale..

The halfbreeds so cruel, the world so hard.
Slowly they change, live by their heart.
They tell the tale, but not to themselves.
Becomes the mask, their scales on a shelf.

A man came along, he wanted them dead..
The children unknown, look on in dread.
Neighbours on neighbours, here they fight..
The blood stains the land, might makes right.

They fled from the man and neighbours so cruel.
Took with them naught but food and a tool.
But wherever they went, strife they found.
No peace to find. blood all around.

Still now they wander, their tale still told.
Even though some, lie dead and cold.
Hoping someday to find their peace.
Hoping to find a place at ease..



Dorians song (written by a drunk Ashal and tired me, slightly ashamed of it).

As Dorian passed, so did the wind.
He was lost, without a friend.
A druid he found, one so cruel.
But still a woman so Dorian drools.
She summoned a treee, as best she could.
But it was no match for his hard wood.
The rest of the tale, is best unsong,
But lets just say, the best man won.



An ode to Blanche..

Cool Blanche, cold as ice. Bears her feathers, please realize.
The world is bigger than your lies.
And suffer more from your regard, than ever it did from someone else.
Detestable woman, unsufferable cow, I that someday you will wov,
Never gain to speak you lies.
I hope to the gods, you will soon die..


The two songs for Gill and Elvanshaylee.

Gill the gentleman, so full of grace.
carried the lady, right to her space.
Laid her down, sang her song.
Softly she snored, all night long.

and.

Gill the scoundrel, so full of swag.
Drank the lady right out of her track.
Carried her roughly, right to her bed.
All night long.. The whole room wrecked.



The song for Kyla.

Woman in black, hood so dark. Wanders the word, lost and stark.
Strong and hard, friends are few and far apart.

There are people hereabouts, who are are hard and holds to clause..
But there are spirits, strong and free.. Kylas heart will remedy.

She'll find peace, I know it's true. There is something about you.
You'll be song of, loud and clear. Never shall you dissappear..



For the annoying little gnome Graaga.

Little gnome, so full of rage.
Emotions blank, mind a cage.
Seems so sad, seems okay.
All the same, every day.




Dorian Rifts song (just so I won't forget, written ingame, but not song yet)

The mother so good, hardly a fault.
The mother so dear, locked in a vault.
Living in memory, living in song.
The body has died, but she lives on.

Dorian meddles with powerful folk.
He comes along, grins like an ulk.
He threads where wizards fear to thread.
What holds the future? We live in dread.

The tale is still told, the story goes on.
But still will he be, his mother son..



The song of revenge...

Samuel fool, Samuel sad..
Hear me now, for he is bad..
He says things, untrue and false.
Hear me now as silence calls.
I wish him no ill, but that will be..
If he says another word to me..




The tale of the Yuan-Ti beast.

The need was dire, the heroes bold
The ladies desire, she gave gold.
They set out, so full of swag.
Everyone, right on track.

They found the place, they went in.
Everyone, without sin.
Lan so mighty, Elsbeth brave.
Samuel smitey, Locus grave.

Yet more, the heroes were.
Yothi swift and El so dear.
They all fought brave, they all fought hard.
Heroic all, my counterpart.

The deed was done, as Lans sword sung.
There no more. Monster gone.
They went back, weathered the worst.
Greater now, only their thirst.


Arachne, the small spider.

Spider so little, spider so small.
Spider so broken, can barely crawl.
Broken in spirit, body and mind.
Arachne the spider, never so kind.
Still they feed her, hope she grows.
If she does not, she feeds the crows.


A song of Nanga Zau'afin, after hearing her described by others.

Nanga dark, so foul and vile.
Kisses madness with a smile.
She flirts with death, she flirts with all.
When brought low, she will stand tall.
A thrall at last, unmasked she is.
Madness given with a kiss.

Reserved for now..

Updated. Two new songs for now ^ _ ^

A song of Nanga Zau'afin, after hearing her described by others.

Nanga dark, so foul and vile.
Kisses madness with a smile.
She flirts with death, she flirts with all.
When brought low, she will stand tall.
A thrall at last, unmasked she is.
Madness given with a kiss.

RandomNegativity wrote:

A song of Nanga Zau'afin, after hearing her descriped by others.

Nanga dark, so foul and vile.
Kisses madness with a smile.
She flirts with death, she flirts with all.
When brought low, she will stand tall.
A thrall at last, unmasked she is.
Madness given with a kiss.

Awww Thank you!

Bump for a smallish update.

This is really a shiny pearl what you've made here! Evelyn and I were kinda half-singing one of the songs (Kyla's song, actually). There's great potential!

Thanks.

I took a break due to some real life troubles, but I am back now.

Hopefully that should mean some new song/rhymes should be made in the near future.

Well, these were made by Asis, a newly made bard. They are about the defenders of Myth Drannor.

Oh treant, so tall and wide.
Stand by the elf, side by side
Fears not the swords, cudgels or spears.
Fears just the farmers sharpened shears
Prickly they are, yet thorny they stand.
Forever guarding, this piece of land.



Bear so brave, bear so strong. Bears can never do no wrong.
Follows nature, far and wide. Others follow in your stride.
Seeks the prey, seeks the deer. Never shall you dissappear.




Swinging by Shadowdale:

Ellas song:

Oh Ella, dear Ella, so full of charm. Watches the fields, seeks no harm.
Never a bright one, but pleasant still. Watches the hens with a will.

(chorus) Ella's chicken been lost. She searches for him. Needs us all, bends us to whim.
For who could say no, to such boundless charm. For her we will search, all over the farm.

And when we searched, the chicken was there. And then it was not. It left with a scare.
Ran off to the north, we ran along. Found it at last, sang soothing song.

(chorus) Ella's chicken been lost. She searches for him. Needs us all, bends us to whim.
For who could say no, to such boundless charm. For her we will search, all over the farm.

The chicken now found, it was not what we thought. Suddenly a gnome stood where the chicken was sought.
He taunted us, sent us a test. We of course laughed, knew we were best.

(chorus) Ella's chicken been lost. She searches for him. Needs us all, bends us to whim.
For who could say no, to such boundless charm. For her we will search, all over the farm.

The test then won, the gnome told all. A magical chicken, bound to Ell's call.
We finally returned, not sure what we'd find. But Ella stood there, still bright and kind.

(chorus) Ella's chicken been lost. She searches for him. Needs us all, bends us to whim.
For who could say no, to such boundless charm. For her we will search, all over the farm.

She was so happy, contagious it was. Gave the others some gold, and me an applause.
And so all was good. All ended well. The others had gold. I had Ell'.




A song for the man in red (Ignotius Vichard)

Man in red shirt, red boot and red hat.
Seems to make for a very smart cat.
Althouh a wizard, he's supposed to be.
A red cat is still all that I see.

I approve this thread!

Bumped for smallish update on the Asis front. If you want a song/rhyme made about your character, seek either Ashal Lyonars or Asis out ingame.

Awww, clever songs!

I was a little weary in if I should include this, but since it is actually about people on the server, I think it would be fine to include.

So I proudly (okay, not that proudly) present Ashals ramblings from the underdark.

[Edit]
These ramblings should be OOC for everyone, except for those who dwell in the underdark. I mostly put them here so they wouldn't be lost, and because they reminded me of fun times.



The sour one, so scrawny and small.
Iraelara called, once and for all.
The judge so bright, as to seem dark.
Taleshia grey, in a world so stark.
Mirealia red, as the day at dawn.
Lives no longer, is but a pawn.


All must be gathered, here and now.
To hear the tale, as old a crow.
Bare one missing, all wil fall.
Two or more, and gone is all.

Jabress is foul, so full of hate.
Would dosst kill, her savior mate.
Let her in, as spider to kill.
Let her in, unleash her will.

All is lost. Time is key.
Serve the day, or dissapear.
Let it lie, still you thought.
Let it lie, and soon you die.

All should be here. Revelations assure.
Iraelara bright, hardly a cure.
Yet needed she is, if victor to be.
Here stand you all. The gate and the key.

Jabress is free.
Jabress so bound.
Mind a fog, no longer sound.
Jabress is key.
Jabress is gate.
Jabress the spider, so full of hate.

The scroll so dreadfull, so full of harm.
The scroll so harmless, just an old charm.
Hearing the voice, let in the light.
Hearing the sounds. Sight beyond sight.

In the cages, the walls so stark.
The insects scuttling, leaves their mark.
There I saw it. There is it found.
Time stood still, and was bound.

Then I saw, the plumes of white.
Heard the call, licked the mite.
Saw it all, let it go.
Mind so broken. Let it show.

So it was. Soon to be.
A fool to fool. Such revelry.
Hear it all, and hear it true.
Thought a fool. The fool is you.

The truth so dark. The truth so light.
Stares blindly, full of blight.
Sharing nothing, end of all.
Soon they come. hear their call.

Before... Before I was chained.
before the world shattered and my mind was drained.
Before they broke me, to the chain.
Before they broke me, all in vain.

They bound with pain. Rod, lash and fire.
Bound again, by burning desire.
Bound so tight, never to tell.
Only now, as darkness swells...

My mind was steel, though courage lacked.
Heeded the call, when Krow sent back.
The oak was ordered, the purpose clear.
But yet all too easy, all dissappeared.
Jabress found me, as I sought eyes.
Found me, bound me. I was but mice.

Enslaved I warned, they heeded not.
Saw only power, both a glut.
Hid it all, forbid to speak.
He always fears. Always meek.

Gates of madness.
Gats of hell.
Leads to sadness.
Madness swells.

(in draconic)
So I hear them, so I say.
Fear and lead, all the way.
The order tall, the oak so strong.
If they fall, a world gone wrong.

Where am I, what is this place?
Has nine hells broken, advanced a page.
Is that darkness clouding, or evil condensed
Surely soon, my soul be cleansed.

(in elven)
Dark faces all around.
Please my god, let me be wrong.
Light and dark, be upside down.
Please be not, Illfaering found.

Bound. Bound and lost.
at last to madness, is not the cause.
Dreams of anger, dreams of blood.
Drink the liquid, mind a knot.
Why was I called, why am I here?
If truly existed, should dissappear.

*pointing at Mir*
Damning the realms, you made the deal.
Spiders all, you're all the meal.
Think you're strong, think you're smart.
Leave behind, disturbing art.

All shall fall, as time winds blow.
Only hope, the sad Stormcrow.
Call us all, near and dear.
The oak must stand, that much is clear.
Seek the sands, so full of hope.
Only way, we'll ever cope.

(in celestial)
The flayers of mind, the fearsome storm.
The Krow showed all, the futures norm.
The closing gates opens wide and tall.
Fearsome horrors, devours all.

The order so tall, the order so bright.
A bulwark of heroes, to set things right.
Called to the Oak, one and all.
Called to the Oak with walls so tall.
Even I, uncalled and all.
Witnessed the horror, saw the call.
The Krow she calls, I sing the song.
Of heroes all, as I tag along.

Time is Key, the Gate and all.
The silver dragon, lies so tall.
Sands of Fate, time is bound.
So much blood, bones in mound.
Find the key, and the gate be barred.
Or let loose, and all depart.

The Krow so bright, the Krow so sad.
Impossible, and quite mad.
Wants the best, calls us all.
Knows not where, she leads the call.

The key is key, enigma bound.
Fly so loose. Creations sound.
Bound in form, yet out of time.
Born of actions, yours and mine.

The gates so terrible, one and all.
Stands around. Impossible. Tall.
Runes of madness, runes of wrong.
Many around, forms a throng..

You stand there, so dark and foul.
The spider helps, itself to maul.
Think you know. Think it care.
Tentacles bright, time a mare.
Rides out, to the end.
Ships gallore, spelljammers bend.

Comes and slays, one and all.
Even you, the spider tall.

Ships so big, to carry them.
Through the time, not of men.
Krow said words, planes afoul.
Here they come, our realm to maul.

(in dwarven)
Dwarves are ready, stand low and hard.
Never shirking, does their part.

(in elven)
The elven too, sets aside.
Old grudges dear, and departs.
Marches out, to meet the foe.
Marches out, to lay them low.

(in draconic)
Everyone, plays their part.
The puppetmasters work of art.
The crow she flies, yet stands still.
And her name, unleash they will.
But two of her, means two of us.
Time has split, into a mush.
Already there, one is lost.
Perhaps forever. What a cost.

(in celestial)
All so bright and together stand.
So should you, all to a man.
Stand and fight for future all.
Stand and fight..... for else all is lost
(the last words seemed out of tune with the rest)

(in draconic)
Jabress Quath, she knows it well.
Truth to hide, her lies swell.
Told it all, straight and true.
Now narrow angles, curves of blue.
Madness takes and madness gives.
Answers all, there are no if's

Iraelara too, she heard the truth.
Buried it deeply. Inside a brute.
Both they swore, both they broke.
Matters not, death a stroke.
Spiders are, as spiders will.
Who knew all, and who knew zill.

Jabress and Jabress. All words law.
TO rothe small, all in awe.
One so bright, a dove so free.
Once so bound in this revelry.
Now she's gone, my future grim.
Live or die at Jabress whim.

Nanga dark, so foul and vile.
Kisses madness with a smile.
She flirts with death, she flirts with all.
When brought low, she will stand tall.
A thrall at last, unmasked she is.
Madness given with a kiss.

Time is split, right in twain.
The krow so fluttered, she tries in vain.
There is two, that are the same.
Fight for difference, hope the claim.

One is lost, one is free.
Which one wins? Sides disagrees.
Only one is true, as are they both.
Time to choose. So I quothe.

Time is free, to the crow.
She sees it slide, all in row.
She turns up, where she will.
Always moving, yet stands still.


(in celestial at Quath'sills arrival)
Here she comes, the most unclean.
Knows the truth, lies a screen.
Jabress Quath, she knows all.
Yet little told, she stands tall.

Mind a cage. Mind a lock.
Divorce the soul, sets the clock.
Madness comes, to us all.
Embrace it now. Thralls stand tall.

Bound here, yet not bound.
Mind so crazy, without sound.
Yet here you are, you chose this place.
Bowing grimly, spiders race.

Told you all, told you curved.
Straight and narrow, just unnerved.
The oak is strong, the Oak is tall.
The Oak is where it stands for all.
Time is written, just a part.
Ready all. to depart.
Drawn in two, which will win?
Side by side. Drowned in sin.

Gods who fought? Time is sprung.
Perhaps where, sands be wrung.
Wrung to purpose, loud and clear.
Hope to all, they dissappear.

Time of troubles. Times of sin.
Gods who fought. Who did win?
Where they all, as they should be?
Or were they fake, false revelry?
Is the Spider all she seems.
Lolth the dearest. Childs just means.

Time an ocean, though not for you.
A stream so shallow, black and blue.
drifts along, as we all do.
Except for Laura, so straight and true.
She alone, unbound and free.
She swims wild, so full of glee.

Two of her. One you know.
The other still, an unknown crow.
Who you meet, determines all.
One so young, free and tall.
The other bent, wisdom weighs.
Where she calls, people neighs.

The madness creeps, from mines so dark.
A deal was made. A black so stark.
The spiders blind, devours all.
Sees not, the threat so tall.
Gates of darkness, barred by light.
Still she opens, without sight.

*makes some wet, bloody sounds after that, but nothin of note*

Wow! That brings some memories! Love it.

Indeed. Fun times ^ _ ^