Spoiler Alert: based on The Smoking Ruins scenario

 

Braving storms, Boldhome's tall heights did beckon

Most inspiring site for Sacred Time I reckon

With the Queen of Kaledon, Prince of Sartar, Starbrow

Lagertha learned much of the Dragon Lord's lies

Together with Treya their voices touched the Air

maybe to return for Harmast's Lightbringing

 

Death Lady took training, doom always to assassins

Scholar Sorala found scrolls sounding of sins in Pavis

Chaos and killing of Kalios and scribe Telna

To Clearwine all headed, the holy Handfast harkened

Beautiful Brewer Brightflower and Baugi to be bonded

blessing to be doubled, joined by young Jarang, Heir of Cawdor

 

Randy Robbi brought escort, hot Thrilla from Red Fish

much Fertility and Harmony to bless the new couple

his companion brought beauty and style unmatched

best we speak softly of his strange mother Stelvina

 

But omens of doom, Danbar the doughtly warrior

defender of the Lost, brings tidings of strange beings

a Company of Manticores, his plea was considered.

Then tidings of death, Jarang's father, the slain Thane

 

Then morning had come, the wedding begun

Dread demons of dust, the murderous Moon

were plotting destruction, dismembering the Sky Dome,

The Thunderous sent his Sky Angels in defense

Driving away the cowardly demons, but not quite in time

A huge chunk of the sky crashed down with a boom

It crushed fair Emilia, there she met her doom 

Stunned by the sudden slaughter, Jarang savagely shouted

how Leika Ballista and Orlanth murdered his father and bride

He stormed off, swearing revenge, to take Shepelkirt's side

Yet again, a somber Baugi and Brightflower, their ceremony in dismay

and the Lightbringer's Temple was closed for the day,

though the wise grabbed all the free wine without delay.

 

Ereneva presiding, sharp-tongued Daravala assisting

that afternoon, Earth Mother needs her due

Priestess Treya would sing for the two

Dinorl and Asborn Fourborn, standing in for the Storm

Well oiled Lagertha danced for the Daughter

Asborn and Robbi sang well for the Storm.

 

A tale of the Founding, then of her Grandmother

then Asmara, beloved of Hastur, requested a repeat

of the tale of the light, how it follows the night

Treya and Lagertha's voices joined in marvelous bliss.

 

Devotions ended, to dinner all went

fine food and more wine, much largess was spent

Treya was truly trashed, beyond deep in her cups

many were the toasts, still more were her boasts,

let us say that her skill with sword is not the most

Bronwyn sternly scolded, then offered fair training

No harm done, some coffee, the tale of the Smoking Ruin came next.

Daravala found favor, will fund the first mission

Ancient ruins of earth, eternal smoke, tales of treasure

mysterious dangers, adventurer's pleasure.

 

After heaven's gem had gone mildly to earth

Robbie pondered which beauties would warm his bed that night

When Thrilla dismayed him, she practices witchery

Baugi and Bronwyn also shocked and dismayed

The Bull retired alone, disappointed, tossing and turning

Quietly Lagertha and Treya stole off to share themselves

until the black raven with raucous glee announced heaven's joy.

 

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