This isn't so much a Campaign Journal; rather I thought I would share some (what I thought to be) humorous songs about fellow adventuring companions. My character was Noslen Sregor, and he looked an awful lot like modern-day Prince (you know, Purple Rain). His companions' actions inspired the following lyrics:
A female human wizard named Aria was obsessed with knowledge and power – this character was munchkined out prior to WotC errata on Polymorphing type spells.
Song Title: I Aint Got No Soul
Her nose is in the book, learning
New ways to smite, ever yearning
Speaks many tongues, learns many things
Casts spells to sprout wings
<Chorus>
Counting the hour
Soulless flower
Dreams of a tower
Knowledge is power
What is her goal, Divine or Arcane
What is her preference, ice or flame
Is there ever enough for her to know
Word of warning, you reap what you sow
<Repeat Chorus>
Half-orc Backlor was one mean hombre – until a Mindflayer cracked open his skull like an Alaskan King Crab.
Song Title: Even Cleavin'
Its a blood bath where I'm from
I may have tusks, but I aint dumb
Grunt & Growl, Snort & Hiss
I can swing ten times and never miss.
Foes drop when Backlor swings
A two-handed sword sure does sting
On deaths door, I'll raise for more,
Kill you and posse just to settle the score.
My angers legendary
Fury and death
My only thought is to take your last breath
A calling to Tyr
Foes want to leave
Shivering in fear, facing my cleave
We had a player who played a Ranger archer type named Roland. A mercenary to the nth degree, he could pat down an enemy before they hit the ground dead. He kept track of party debt and their contributions to the “team” to the degree that seemed, well, wrong.
Song Title: Cash is King
Draw my bow, arrows to the head,
Jack your cash when your dead.
Loot the stash, Makin' mad cash,
Fill my pockets, then makin' the dash.
I do it for a girl to impress her dad,
I've killed over hundred men and it makes me glad.
I sleep well at night, cuz I'm getting paid,
Hey Bubba, when's the next raid?
Had a player who played a Dwarven Reaping Mauler named “Bubba”. I wrote his song first.
Song Title: Bubba's Got A Grip On You
Bubba's his name,
and pain is his game.
Get close, closer yet,
your in his sights,
you can bet -
That your a gonner, and he wants to crush,
squeeze you like a python and now your mush.
<Chorus>
Tryna touch you, your through,
Put a fork in you,
Bubba's got a grip on you.
After he's done, he'll pat you down,
Once was yours, its his now.
He's not much for talk – he has no compassion,
A stone cold killer thats built for action.
<Repeat Chorus>
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Anyway, hope you liked them. Anyone got songs of their own?
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I had an aasimar Monk named Motoko who composed some haiku for his companions...
Ugly Illithid
Lay dead in freezing cold snow
After I kill you
Marble mouth Rurik
You are an unlucky dwarf
But you play drums well
(A lisping dwarven bard was Rurik)
Holy Elf Leah
I live again thanks to you
Lathander bless you
(She cast 'raise dead' on me after i was killed)
May I have your ring
Gorin my childhood buddy?
It will keep me safe
(he had a ring of regeneration)
Blue skin in the air
You cannot be touched up there
Brendel please come down
(Air Genesai wizard)
Lightning touches me
It hurts on a throne of snakes
Wilton be careful
(Chaos Mage who killed me with lightning, he thought i was immune)
Bright glowing angel
Descending from up above
Sara shine on me
(She was a celestial paladin of some weird race made of light)
Open locks and doors
Check for traps using your skills
Waddy catch your thief
(Gorins cohort a sort of anti-rogue rogue)
Stun, Trip, Spring attack
I come at you and jump back
Motoko miss you
(anybody have dice that work? I can never seem to hit anything)