Bassalt's songbook of the old world

***The ring of Eldrahel:***

"There was once a
paladin

A knight armored in gold

His name carried prophecy

As the elders foretold

His name was king Eldrahel

His elven eyes were cold

But his heart was the
warmest

A pleasure to behold.

Eldrahel owned

A magical ring

And when a goblin came

The item did sing

Goblin blood came upon

The gold and silver thing

It would never stop

No sleep got the king

The king threw the magic

In a volcano at night

After the last war in

which he did fight

And he fell asleep

With a deep sigh

For king Eldrahel

Knew that sleep gave him
might."

***The elfs of ending (Eldrahel):***

[…]

He went to sleep as an elf,
woke up a baelnorn

His love was shred, his
faith was torn

His armor still lies there,
for he only needs

a phylactery to exist and
magic to feed.

But no goblins found his
people

that could be said

and none of Eldrahel's elfs

ever again went to bed.

***The Feysinger song [Sylvan]:***

"Oh mother, who is that
strange man at the sea

He talks to the spirits, He
hears and he sees

He sings in town square,
about Fey, the Undine.

The stories about places
where they must have been

Oh daughter, they called him
a Feysinger bard

He wards us from evil, with
sword and with dart

He has the blood of fey, but
also men’s heart

And if you fall in love, he
shall make us part

Oh mother, I will go with
him now

The sea won’t devour me, if
I make him vow

I travel to the fey wilds, I
travel across land

My first steps will be on
our own strand

Oh daughter, don’t do it,
they’ll kill you for sure

I can see a wave coming,
your eyes must be blurred

You’ll wash away and end up
as a fey

And the Feysinger, well, he
won’t be singing to me.

Oh fey, oh singer, return my
daughter to me

I miss her so much, I will
make you a deal

I will jump off this cliff,
for now and for once

And will be a fey too and an
Undine become."

***The aspirations of Ser Harold:***

Merry and well, he set out
to quest,

the evil was east, but he
turned away west

[…]

and that is how Harold, a
ser of name,

came to defeat a demon lord
and acquired much fame

***The lamentations of ser Harold:***

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***Abadar’s might***

Deep underneath the temple
within the vaults

Abadar guides us to riches
and wealth

Abadar knows that riches
means health

and that is why we pray to
him

Abadar, sacred of gold

Abadar, a wonder to behold

Abadar, a statue of wonder

Abadar, never asunder.

***No hearts leave Sarusan***

My feet wanted to travel,
far and beyond

But no hearts leave Sarusan,
they just can't

I went to Hammerport, far
and beyond

But no hearts leave Sarusan,
they just can't

Near the temple I saw a
lady, far and beyond

But no hearts leave Sarusan,
They just can't

We joined hands, a child was
born, far and beyond

But no hearts leave Sarusan,
they just can't

I called the child Sarus,
far and beyond

But no hearts leave Sarusan,
they just can't

So I took them back to the
isle, far and beyond

because no hearts leave
Sarusan, it's the best land

***The unknown adventurer***

In a time where adventurers
roamed the lands

a time of quest and glory, a
time of fame

There was one without such
glory

no one remembered his name

But he did good, he did the
best he could

he helped a farmhand as best
as he would

He became rich, but spend it
all on ale

and in a bit, his sword was
for sale

So don’t drink, adventurers,
only drink milk

or forget about being
dressed in silk