A Land Far Away

Sleep in peace, oh strangers, Sleep in peace, oh friends, Sleep in peace, in sweet release, Now your roads have reached their ends. Sleep and dream, you departed, Sleep and dream, you who have gone, Sleep and dream, In death's misty stream, Now that your time here is done. Sleep and be easy, oh, lad...

It's all a mess, they tell me, For the locals all agree, That you can't have elven lasses Going on a killing spree... Sure she says it's for the common good, Though it may well end in war, They're scraping up the bodies Of the dwarves off of the floor. It's a bad thing, It's a foul thing, It's a blo...

Renunzio Buonofortuna: *sits down heavily, under the weight of the mandolin* Renunzio Buonofortuna: *begins to play* Adellie Leonsen: *smiles a bit wanely at him* Renunzio Buonofortuna: *sings* Laurelin: *hugs knees, resting her chin* Adellie Leonsen: *blinks* Laurelin: *eyes look up to Elminster* E...

OF Boiron Hammertongs I'll sing, And give to you good reckoning, Of deeds whose memories remain, Among many a noble dwarven thane. In Mount Uzkir his furnace he set, Amidst slate halls all lined with jet, And from the molten stone within, His smithcraft fine he did begin. A blade he forged of Mithri...

Renunzio Buonofortuna: And never let it yet be proved, that bardic heart could not be moved, by those who suffer to be loved.*begins to play a slow sweet melody* When Spring awakens, once again, And spreads her flowers across the plain, When songbirds trill, neath cloudy sky, We shall know love, my ...

Roll your leg over, Roll your leg over, Roll your leg over that's what I say, Roll your leg over, Roll your leg over, Roll your leg over, I like it that way. Mistledale girls so it's allowed, Do Mother Chauntea quite good and proud, A kiss and wink And mighty strong drink, They're always best please...

High, the moon is shining, Swift, the hooves are tapping, On the stony pathway, To where my love is waiting. Bright the stars are twinkling, While the world is napping, The wind in mane is blowing, All exhilerating. Run, my fine swift pony, Through darkness to the meeting, Where a heart is rapid pou...

In Thorpshire town, not long ago, A lovely maid did dwell, With batting eyes and gentle sighs, She made the lads' hearts swell, They called her Bella Donna, For Donna was her name, And she strode just like a lady, And greatly grew her fame. All in the summer gardens, With roses sweet imbued, With lo...

Tell me, Epimethius, How is your bride today? I hear she has pretty little box, With which she likes to play. It's soft and pink, And pretty, don't you think? It's the lovliest of it's kind. So tell me, Epimethius, Why you left the instructions behind. Tell me, Epimethius, Have you opened up the lid...

*plays quietly upon his pipes* *leans back against the tree gazing up at the sky behind the boughs* *sings* A wee, bonny bird sat high in a tree, Singing a song his heart full of glee, A bonny little lark of a bird was he As he sang his song to the morning. Though the clouds did gather dark on high,...

Lately I've been hearing, Everyone complaining, That they are wet and soggy, All because of raining, But stop and consider While the rain is pouring, That it makes for just a little Less rain the clouds are storing. At least it is no desert, In which we are living, The grass is all the greener, For ...

Rain in the evening, I am believing Though we're soggy and wet, We are not finished yet. I can't help but thinking I'd rather be drinking. Or eating, or sleeping or placing a bet. But no good complaining About all the raining, And no good grousing About all the dowsing, And I'll tell you why... For ...

Nicely dream-like. Revealing.

*Rises and dusts off his breeches* * Reaches over his shoulder and unslings a delicate mandolin* *As he strikes the first chord, he seems to grow a little paler, his eyes a little more feverishly soulfull* *Begins a sad melody and sings* And where were you, my own true love, And where were you this ...

Amidst the laughter of lovely harlots, and the pouring of rare mind altering beverages, a cascade of horns opens a sultry melody, and a dainty elegant little drow male in perfectly tailored tuxedo steps into a pool of light, and adresses the latest arivals to the Spider's Silk, the finest of brothel...