William Dawes's page

"Listen, my friends, my foes, all
A pub-based mission doth you call
The half-orc captain does not fear
To ply her agents with much beer
The dregs of humanity they must trawl"

"Listen, my friends, and take a seat
Hear of one mummified in peat
Month of Desnus, nineteenth day
Society sends into the fray
A team of six heroes elite!"

"Hear ye, hear ye!"

"Listen, my friends-"

Listen, my children, and you'll be awed
Of the midnight ride of William Dawes
On forty seven twenty, thirtieth Pharast
In Iobarian flames, in time long passed
An ancient evil sharpens its claws

"The British are coming! The British are coming!"

Listen, my children, and you'll be awed
Of the midnight ride of William Dawes
On twentieth Kuthona, forty seven twenty
The Grand Lodge had news aplenty
Forest of Spirits ruled by unknown laws