One of my players was kind enough to write a couple of stanzas, inspired by our latest adventure :)I've already posted this under campaign journals, but I thought I'd share this poem here.
"The Journey Continues" by Jimmy Shakes, bard, poet, singer extraordinaire, and author of "The Girl From Binyer Blade"
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We all survived the dungeon, and we found the town with ease,
but townsfolk hacked and caughed and choked on some unknown disease,
so we were hired by an alchemist to track some items down,
so she could mix some magic up and save her dying town.
We were given healing potions and a promise of some gold
in exchange for us obtaining some very precious eldermold,
which grows on the side of a barkish hide of the forest's eldest tree,
and so we set off on adventure, brave heroes that we be.
Yes we're off on an adventure, brave heroes are all we.
We came upon a wyvern flying high up in the air,
and though it did not threaten us, it gave us quite a scare.
Then Britney found some glowmoss, not the eldermoss we sought,
but she put it in her pack, for heaven's sake, why nought?
That night as we lay slumbering in a snooze restful and deep,
a lizard-zombie-skeleton-dog man attacked us in our sleep.
But bold, brave Britney fought it off, and wasn't even vexed
when her oblivious companions did not know 'til morning next.
Then we rescued a fox from a fiendish trap that was really meant for bears,
but it was all an ambush, catching our poor heroes unawares.
Arrows flew from foliage from assailtants cruel, unseen,
and crows attacked from up above, dangerous and mean.
We killed the crows and Rom stood firm under the arrow fire
as Britney Spears and Jimmy Shakes decided to conspire.
The unseen archers fired away, but their plans were quickly grounded
as Britney, Shakes, and Romulus soon had them both surrounded.
The fight was fierce, the monsters mean, but one goblin soon lay dead,
as Romulus swung his mighty sword and cut off the monster's head.
The other saw his comrade die and ran off with no delay,
with Walter running close behind, to chase the cad away,
and that's the last we've seen of Walter, since our comrade ran away.
We miss our Walter Albright, last seen chasing it away.
Oh where is Walter, where have you gone, are you chasing goblins still?
Or were you bested, lost in the woods, or strung up on a hill?
Yes, we're brave and carry on, but next time, Walter – chill!
We found the tree
that could only be
the oldest of them all,
for there it stood,
all made of wood,
majestic, strong, and tall.
Before we could collect our prize
(the precious eldermoss)
before our very startled eyes,
we almost had a loss.
A giant, poison-breathing snake wrapped Britney in its coils!
Just the type of fiendish foe a hero often foils!
The fight was messy, and few blows fell,
as the snake squeezed poor Britney,
did we fight the snake to save our friend, or from pure jealousy?
We killed the snake, and got our moss, and then our quest did switch
to find Ugly Uliz Mila, the wicked woodland witch.
For only she knows where will be
the rat's tail roots are found,
needed by the alchemist who hired us back in town.
Oh Uliz Mila, we all do beg, shower mercy on each one,
for though the eldermoss is ours, the journey's just begun.
