| Lady Kestrahl |
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Just ran my group through foxglove manor on Saturday and they were having fun with the haunts. The paladin being immune to everything in there asked if he could make a will save. I had to respond with "Be my guest, be me guest, put your will save to the test." This led to my one player enjoying himself a bit to much and came up with this song after foxglove manor. To say the least the song goes to the song "Be our Guest"
Spolied it for page space.
The Song:
"Be our guest! Be our guest!
Put your will saves to the test!
Tie your scarf around your neck, Pally
Axfixiation does rest!
Through the floor, unholy surge,
Why, we only live to purge
Try the grey stuff, it's malicious!
Don't believe me? Ask the liches!
She can sing, she can dance
She’ll force you ‘til you collapse
And a haunting here is never second best
Go on, unfold your clue
Then kill a ghoul or two,
Be our guest, Yes, our guest! Be our guest!
Mold and goo, hope and pray
You won’t survive another day
We'll infect with none to spare
all with the vilest villainy
You're alone, and you're scared
You should be, you’re unprepared
We’re all gloomy and we’re maiming
While the Hurter does the shaming.
We make knives, out of sticks
wield by ghosts, mysog’nistic
So hope your dice are fast,
or through the glass you'll crash
So be our guest
If your stressed, it's holy fire we suggest
Be our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest!"
"Be our guest! Be our guest!
Put your will saves to the test!
Tie your scarf around your neck, Pally
Axfixiation does rest!
Through the floor, unholy surge,
Why, we only live to purge
Try the grey stuff, it's malicious!
Don't believe me? Ask the liches!
She can sing, she can dance
She’ll force you ‘til you collapse
And a haunting here is never second best
Go on, unfold your clue
Then kill a ghoul or two,
Be our guest, Yes, our guest! Be our guest!
Mold and goo, hope and pray
You won’t survive another day
We'll infect with none to spare
all with the vilest villainy
You're alone, and you're scared
You should be, you’re unprepared
We’re all gloomy and we’re maiming
While the Hurter does the shaming.
We make knives, out of sticks
wield by ghosts, mysog’nistic
So hope your dice are fast,
or through the glass you'll crash
So be our guest
If your stressed, it's holy fire we suggest
Be our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest!"