Dwarf Songs, Prayers, and Chants from the Past...

[Inwintersshadow]

In case anyone with a dwarf pc in the present or future might have a need for them or maybe find some inspiration from them...


Blessing/Prayer to Marthammor Duin for Protection

Circle us Watcher-over Wanderers,
Keep protection near
And danger afar

Circle us Finder-of-Trails,
Keep hope within
Keep doubt without

Circle us o Watchful Eye
Keep light near
And darkness afar

Circle us Son-of-Moradin
Keep peace within
Keep evil out.


Traveller’s Prayer to Marthammor Duin

Oh Finder-o’-Trails
The road rolls on
Like a ribbon of gold
Keep me moving
Let no ties bind me
Oh Watcher-o’er wanderers
Keep me moving
Oh Watchful Eye
Guard me
Keep me moving,
Let nothing sway me from my soul:
The open road


Dwarven War Chant

Imagine this is being chanted on a battlefield with aurochs horns speaking their deep-throated roar over a battlefield with the skirling-mad warpipes accompanying them in the background.
Over that you hear the deep-voiced chanting of the dwarven beserkers in varying 2,3, and 4-part harmony.

Hunger
listen listen (whispered – sounding like stone sharpening steel))
listen to my axe (quiet deep voice)
listen listen (more commanding)
listen to it speak (hissing command – like an axe whistling through a figure-8)
hungry-hungry (whispered – sounding like stone sharpening steel))
listen to my axe (quiet deep voice)
hungry-hungry (more commanding)
listen to it speak (hissing command – like and axe whistling through a figure-8)

Feed me! Feed me! Feed me! Feed me! (Whispered – sounding like stone sharpening steel))
Listen to my axe (quiet deep voice)
Hungry-Feed me! (Deep-croaking voice)
Listen to my axe (Stern-commanding)
Feed me-Hungry! (Deep-croaking voice)
Listen to my axe (Stern-commanding)
listen listen listen listen (whispered – sounding like stone sharpening steel))

Feed me! (Ravenous-howling Roar)


Alaghor Battle March

Marching down into a tunnel I heard a mighty roar
It was a wild Alaghor treating orcs like a toy
So pick your feet up and move on double-time
We’ve got us pigs to chop – and they’re runn’n fast

ALAGHOR; AXES HIGH!

Way down in the tunnel I heard a mighty roar
It was a laugh’n Alaghor treating goblins like a toy
So pick your feet up and move on double-time
We’ve got us greenies to chop – and they’re runn’n fast

ALAGHOR; AXES HIGH!

Way down in the tunnel I heard a mighty roar
It was a grin’n Alaghor treating ogres like a toy
So pick your feet up and move on double-time
We’ve got us pongos to chop – and they’re runn’n fast

ALAAAAAAAAAAGHOOOOOOORRRRRR!


Oath of the Barakor ("those who shield")

Now my watch begins.

Never ending even to my death.

For the foe gathers it's powers against us.

And the darkness does not rest.

I shall live and die at my post.

The Axe against the Horde - the watcher on our walls.
The shield that guards the tunnels of our clan holds.

I am the horn that howls the battle song.

There!

See them; the line of the barakor back to the beginning...

Our brothers and our sisters

They call out to me - to us!

Pledge life and honor to the Lord of the Bronze Mask...

Earn a place with them - with Gorm!

And when our axes fall at last - take them up again

And serve amongst the Einheriar

On the walls of Watchkeep

Where the valiant guard our souls

Forever



The Sappers of Ironstar

T’was down the glen came our proud Dwarven, with picks and shovels slung behind ‘em
An in the pub that we drank our sup or down in the murk you will find us
We sweated blood and we drank down mud with quarts and pints of beer
And now we’re on the march again we’re the Sappers of Ironstar!

We were flayed to the skin in battle when down in the tunnels o’ the grays
With Muckface Mogg I learned the song a broken noggin if you stop for breaks
For the sappers’ god is Dumathoin, who girds ye when yer cut to bits and scarred
And woe to they who look for sleep we’re the Sappers of Ironstar!

I remember the day when Grogar Ohlgrim fell into a basilisk’s lair
What Muckface said when he saw him dead; well it wasn't what an elf’d call prayers
I'm a nasty sod was his one retort that reached unto my ears
When the going is rough, well ye must be tough we’re the Sappers of Ironstar!

I've worked till the sweat near had me dead through mountain, hill and glen,
At battering rams up in the Orcish lands or underneath our clanholds in a hole,
I battled hard and I got me part and many a ganger’s fist across me ears,
If ye’ve pride and spite, join for life, we’re the Sappers of Ironstar!

[Galadorn]

((cool))

[Castano]

thank you! you could build a dwarf bard with those.

[Inwintersshadow]

Glad you like them guys! I've used them for bards, devout followers, and clergy of the Dwarven gods (including rangers) with past PCs...