Zh'risia's Scheme (Bardic)
By: Ayleth Posted on: September 13, 2011
NARRATOR : The forest of redwoods, Is charred now of black, Red and orange flames, Tsol'aa life it now lacks, Guards hung from the rafters, Their weapons sounding a 'clack', The queen suffered from rape, The king's spine ripped from his back. Two druids had discovered, This forest set ablaze, And they hurried for help, Death mimicked in their gaze, The flames were put out, And it took the queen days, Tears fled from her eyes, Which were swollen and glazed. Admitting he was hired, Stepped forth an Infernal Knight, Vexlore had contributed To the tsol'aa's new blight, He was incited to tell, By his employer's dislike, Of a betrayal by Kroul, Only to reveal Death's might. The Iron Citadel and Shallam, Had extended a caring hand, To help the tsol'aa that survived, To stay on their land, Then came the orcs, Quickening Time's eternal sands, Wandering around Sapience, In rogue, cutthroat bands. ORCS : Oh, we'ze on a tour, Why dontcha see? Fur da land and the water, Are da things we'ze need, Can yer kind, be pleasant, And please take da lead, And show us yer Master Crystals, Befur we'ze shalt plead? We'ze swear we'ze only, Only on this here tour, Fur da land and waters, Iz what we'ze wish to explore, So we'ze can feels like, Those winged people when dey soar, Yer Master Crystals would complete, This here tour, and nothing more. NARRATOR : Upon meeting Dalamar, It was the orcs he took, To see the Master Crystal, Of the Warlocks, he booked, Though it was a druid named Bambi, Who got a good look, Of the fires that spread, A foundation was shook. It wasn't that long, Until the flames were put out, And it was Darktalon, Who had captured the scout, Questions he asked him, What he was talking about, Then came Tarlin intruding, The orc fled with a shout. Assassins, huntresses, and knights, Pursued but were held up in vain, Eight adventurers stood there, Barring the path to get away, Though the orcs died, And the ogres were insane, Two tsol'aa managed to perish, Thaa'lis and Stlerin by name. More teams of these beasts, Struck the cities at night, Kidnapping three buyers, Before making a fearful flight, Though distracted were they, And with a limited sight, The crystals were stolen, Causing a brand new blight. Throughout this new chaos, Sartan, the one evil divine, Withdrew His patronage, After Raajin crossed the line, Showing sympathy galore, And he fled, crossing the borderline, Joining the Paladins and Shallam, To flee the harassing fine. Two adventurers managed, To convince a great Mhun, To sell silver to Rurin, So this event can be done, For weapons to be made, Steel glinting in the sun, To avoid any casualties, For this war has begun. Those invading ogres and orcs, Were repelled through hard work, Towards the mountains, Where they were known to lurk, Discovering a valley, Though there was nothing to shirk, Zh'risia sat in a fortress, Trying to hide a newfound smirk. His plan was for naught, As him and his partner were slain, Ending a battle and war that the tsol'aa, Will know to this day, A memory that can't be washed, Away in the summernoon rain, A small stain in history, That will cause the queen a great deal of pain.