The Tale of Bargle’s Fall
Companions we awoke beneath
The broken castle wall
That sheltered once our nemesis
Before we came to call
Now he has fled, soon to be dead
Or else become our thrall
O Bargle, Bargle wicked one
You can’t escape this song
For it is loud and full of life
And it goes on and on
What darkness grows on wings of crows
Will scatter in the dawn
Such haste, you made your dragon cry
To never see you more
It longed to die upon the blade
Brave Cedric bathed in gore
The lair is burned, your plans are learned
From journals on the floor
Despite our mission’s urgency
We paused to hear the news
Stephàn gave to a sheepherder
A treasure for his clues
For it is thus, we’re generous
To all that life issues
Those wicked plans we must forestall
Warn first the friendly gnome
Fond of the elderberry wine
Thence from his hearth and home
Xan by our side, new friend and guide
A dragon of our own
Come Dyffyd, Finch and Iorweth
Come wolf the dark to stalk
Come find the mischief in the night
If you would beat the clock
Across the vale of Delver’s Dale
To free prince Caradoc
There in the clearing down below
A tryst was underway
Bargle’s birds and the beasts of Nakt
Before them something lay
The prince was bound with head face down
And then began the fray
O treachery, O treacherous
The snake had bit its tail
Greed on both sides no balance makes
Temptation made trust pale
Now blood is drawn and before long
Kenku and beast will wail
“D’Annunzio! For Honor!” and
For the Finch’s father
For prisoners and innocents
Caught like a breath in water
Companions we charged fearlessly
Into the growing slaughter
Such feats and cunning were displayed
That have not been seen since
Another tune had best be made
Or else you’ll start to wince
So here’s the thing, we’ve now a king
Who once had been our prince
A sword, an arrow in the air
The price of death was weighed
The beasts fell down, the birds blew off
No one your place would trade
For you we’re offed while stunned aloft
By this, my serenade
O Bargle, Bargle wicked one
You can’t escape this song
For it is loud and full of life
And it goes on and on
What darkness grows on wings of crows
Has scattered in the dawn
To right the wrongs the one who erred
Knows better what to do
So as there is no end without
Beginning something new
Your life is spared, Dyffyd has dared
To give it back to you

Comments
February 28, 2008 at 04:23 AM
Songs! Portraits! That’s why we have a bard in the party!