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05_1625_Storm3

Page history last edited by Morgan Conrad 3 years, 9 months ago

Spoiler Alert: based on The Dragon of Thunder Hills 

 

The Doom of Yezerum Storn

 

The Chamber cleansed, to Greenstone the heroes gladly go

bearing the boon of Borovenos, mighty weapons of old

Challenge awaited, three trolls, thrice the terror

demanding a demonstration of our deadly heroes 

prowess proved, ransom to be received

soon the dark creatures fell on the fair earth.

 

To Greenstone where the Earth Mother is worshiped

Freyar gladly joined the festivities

Robbi greeted a great Khan, Gringblast Groaning-Shield,

and spoke of his mission, doomed to destroy a dragon

The Khan from beneath his kilt a codpiece revealed

Through Dragon skin, divine power of the Bull

flowed to make all fearless when facing the fire of dragons.

Much drinking, a duel, leg lost and restored, then drinking continued

Robbi received the codpiece on loan for our purpose.

Seven are required, seven are needed

Freyar chose wisely, against Lagertha's urging.

Baugi did bargain with clan chieftains Ernaldan

while Bronwyn with meet with friends and companions

 

Orlanth blessed their passage, through Oakton to Apple Lane

Where Baugi with beautiful bed mate Brightflower did tarry

through Birnes Squeeze to Fair Jowl, arriving past nightfall

at an inn all rested from the rain, readying for the fight ahead.

Robbi sought brave warriors, no courage, he found none

Blustery Storm Day brought blessings to come

Night fell, lithe Lagertha sought Andrenik's warmth 

Facing death on the dawn, they loved life long through the night.

 

That morrow they mounted, went west to Queen's Tomb

Not sure if the day would bring triumph or doom

A haunted hill lay ahead, hewed in the rock

an entrance, defiled, heads litter the ground

The anteroom, whirled runes of Air and Man

horned headdresses and lightning, snakes slither

The central chamber, a catacomb of urns

worthy ancestors revered with food and libations

devout party did not disturb their dreams

Great deeds in the Darkness of Vingkotlings depicted

Our King and wise Queen watching all

 

Round a sarcophagus great serpent did sleep

then turn into a priestess, black hair and golden eyes, dark purple gown, 

a jeweled necklace, and a crown of five serpents.

In ancient words of old did she speak

"Earth Woman, you may become my priest"

Freyar found quiet courage and fiercely refused, 

Robbi rubbed his rude codpice and roared a clear challenge

 

The woman to wyrm did change, licking her lips

preparing for battle, seeing only victory

Drake-woman Storn would rip life from limb and devour them

feed on their flesh, but her fate that day

was due to change, her days of ravening

had come to an end.

 

Mighty Bronwyn advanced, Shield of Arran held high

Baugi the javelin Andressor let fly

From Buttercups Bag a sylph touched the sky

Her spells briefly befuddled the beast.

 

A glean from wyrm's gaze glanced off Bronwyn's eye

enthralled was the Death Lord, her hand held low

Lagertha laughed, taking shield with crazed look

Told Robbie to ready, red woman would grant greatness

 

Baugi called upon the wind, the air answered truly

He bravely flew up to stab and confuse the beast

With great shout, the Unexpected arrived, dauntless daughter

along with the Storm, bold Jarl of the Bull

Both balancing on the back of great Yerezum Storn

First blood to valiant avenger, Chestbreaker pierced, 

red with rage, Robbie hewed with his blood-ember

hot black blood burst forth, the wyrm fell sore wounded

 

Returned to the fair form of queen was she

on knee bended, begging for mercy and all charity

Sword sage Sorala thought of capturing the great serpent

Defender daughter of the helpless, briefly held her hand

But honor won through, her pledge held her honest

She sang to the Storm Khan, swing and finish her!

 

His fury was fierce, with confidence he advanced

His axe swings were mighty, around them Storn danced

Death had deserted him, more devotion demanded

With a sigh, Lagertha the drake-woman lanced.

This broke the spell that held Bronwyn in thrall

To kill Storn forever she cleaved with the obsidian klanth.

 

Then wonder of wonders, wyrm's words filled the chamber

The severed head spoke, craving final service

"Do not destroy me or give me to traitors

Let me continue and I will serve you loyally

My power and knowledge are at your command"

Sorely tempted was the sword sage, strange truths could be gained

But Lagertha, loyal daughter, stared her down

 

From the dais nearby, a miracle mighty

Orgovale Summner from long slumber arose

Freed from all bondage, long ages of sleep

Fair wind filled the chamber, fresh breath of benevolence

Grateful granddaughter, goddess in God's Age

Two fell in worship, fair Freyar and the flier

Rewarded with great gifts given by generous goddess

 

Soon sibilant voices made sounds in the chamber

Five dragonnewts retrieved the head and Obsidian Sword

Soon Yerezum Storn to next stage of existence could travel

Slave-to-Lies bowed to all, then spake to Lagertha, 

"My master, Sarna Ya'qal, is in your debt

to seek his assistance, bring purple nardis flowers to the plinth"

 

The Avenging Daughter remembered our clan,

Slew He who had harrowed the hearts of all man

This is ChestBreaker, which drew first blood and last

The time of terror from Yerezum Storn is past!

 

  

 

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