3. Elorathall's Notebook

Elorathall's Notebook


  • Auril's bliss
    A slow melody with long pauses between verses

    _On his chest she lays her head
    And makes of it her final bed
    The flame is taking its last few breaths.
    Together with them, bringing their deaths.

    In the streets they lie beside
    The promise of life, oh how it lied.
    Their ragged clothes are old and torn
    Her child within will never be born.

    A tear is shed, it could have been
    The hopes and dreams, now lost within.
    They lie together in Auril's Bliss
    And so he gives her one last kiss.

    And then the fire dies
    And they close their eyes
    No more life for his lass
    As into darkness they will pass

    In morning they found two beside
    That alone and poor have died
    In the streets of the Old
    They have fallen to the cold._


  • Arcane Scrolls
    Written for Tolin

    I want to be the very best, like no dwarf ever was
    To find them is my real test. To learn them is my cause.
    I will travel across the land, Searchin' far and wide
    These arcane scrolls, to understand, The power that's inside

    Arcane scrolls! The Weave and me. I know it's my destiny!
    Arcane scrolls! They're my best friend. Especially those you can extend!
    Arcane scrolls! For me and you. My spellcraft will pull us through.
    You teach me and I'll teach you.
    Arcane scrolls. Gotta find 'em all!

    Every challenge along the way, With scroll and spell I will face
    I will study everyday To claim my rightful place!
    Come with me, the time is right! There's no better team
    Spell and Ale, we'll win the fight! It's always been a dream!

    Arcane scrolls! The Weave and me. I know it's my destiny!
    Arcane scrolls! They're my best friend. Especially those you can extend!
    Arcane scrolls! For me and you. My spellcraft will pull us through.
    You teach me and I'll teach you.
    Arcane scrolls. Gotta find 'em all!


  • Of Narfell
    Let me tell you of the land of Narfell. The end of the world, filled with danger and beauty, lone heroes, dark villains and yours truly somewhere in between. Central to the land, the winding Nars Pass, cold, windy and filled with people in silly-coloured outfits. Stretching from north to south, the Pass holds the main road of Narfell.

    First off all there's Norwick, the barbarian town. Trouble with the Yuanti there lately, aside from the regular attacks by undead coming from the crypts. Lots of snow, and the Rawlinswood just a few steps away. There's always something happening around Norwick.

    Jiyyd used to no bigger than a hovel and two chickens, but now it's a busy town. Both the Legion, the self-proclaimed army of Narfell, and the Order of the Devine Shield, Paladins included, have their home here. Worgs to the east, orcs to the south and hobgoblins to the west.
    There's always something happening around Jiyyd.

    Peltarch, the Jewel of the Icelace. Full of plotting, politics and bards. Anything can be bought here, if you know where to look. A busy city full of culture and history, the hub of the land.
    There's always something happening around Peltarch.

    Oscura. For those who wish to avoid the light, or wish to be left alone. People with interesting histories live here, but you'll likely never know them.
    There's always something happening around Oscura.

    The Gypsy Camp. In the middle of a forest canyon, with gnolls and huge spiders at the gates. Work during the day, pass out drunk by the fires at night. A simple people with a simple way of life, but one of relative freedom.
    There's always something happening around the Gypsy Camp.

    Ormpur. Quiet.
    Nothing ever happens around Ormpur.
    Except for the werewolves, worgs and mysterious covens of lesbian elves, of course.