). The first rendering was a bit off, perhaps because it was the first performance (Perform roll of 10), but the second try was quite entertaining (perform roll of 23).The call went out, “the Marsherl wants action”
“The Bugger be back an’ ‘e wants satirsfaction!”
We fell out o’ the pub where Myrtirl doth rule,
And sallied we forth, six jacks an’ a fool
We mounted the sciff, all six o’ able jacks,
Then the call went ou’, “where be Roderlac?”
We looked ‘bouts fer our fool, bu’ e could nay be found,
until we smelled turnips, an’ knew ‘e be yet ‘round
We crossed the river, and made haste fer the cave,
From whence issued forth a stench like a grave,
“Pay nay heed”, said Hashan, “we’ve duty to fulfill”
“Tarry nay”, spake Corio, “I needs get back t’ me swill!”
We burst into the depth’s, and there waited the bugger,
“Dinna harm ‘im”, spake Marcus, “’e looks like me mother!”
‘e towered o’er our host, like the mast amidships,
wif tusks like long swords, wif serrated tips!”
The beast snarled an’ fangs like daggers ‘e gnashed,
‘e stamped ‘is clawed feet, an’ from ‘is arse burst a blast
‘is foul stench wafted o’er us, we retched an’ moaned.
When Garreth declared, “’e smells like our gnome!”
We let fly a volley o’ arrows an’ bullets.
The beast roared wif rage an’ foul epithets.
‘e charged us ‘opin’ t’ scatter our ranks,
bu’ our crew stood firm, swords flashed, shields clanked
We cut ‘im asunder, his guts covered the floor,
Then Penlorin called ou’, “’ere comes a host more!”
Foul undead were upon us, an’ dire seemed our plight,
When Finden stepped forth, like a beacon o’ light!
We rallied an’ repulsed tha’ unnatural horde,
Then we charged into ‘em wif mace, axe, an’ sword!
Dry bones we shattered in a deafenin’ din
Rotten flesh we spattered from floor t’ ceilin’
Victroy were ours, an’ ne’er a randier crew,
‘as served our hin marsherl, an’ imposed ‘is curfew.
A toast t’ Hashan, Corio, Pen, an’ Kane,
To Marcus, Rodlac, an’ Finden Esclain!