Foghair's Songbook
Whale Ride
Commissioned by Ghazkull
Whale ride, take it easy Whale ride, take it easy Whale ride, take it easy Whale ride, take it easy I'm in a mood The waves feel right Move with the music We can dance all night Oooh whale ride Oooh Whale ride, take it easy Whale ride, take it easy Slow down, get down, got to Sahuagin one more time Hold me, whirl me, slow ridin' whales ride so fine Woo! I'm in a mood The waves feel right Move with the music We can dance all night Oooh Whale ride, take it easy Whale ride, take it easy Slow down, get down, got to Sahuagin one more time Hold me, whirl me, slow ridin' whales ride so fine Whale ride, teasey, whale ride, pleasey Whale ride, teasey, whale ride, pleasey Slow down, get down, got to Sahuagin one more time Hold me, whirl me, slow ridin' whales ride so fine Whale ride, take it easy Whale ride, take it easy Slow down Get down Slow down Get down Come on, girl Take a whale ride with me Come on, girl Take a whale ride Oh, dance good Ohhh, dances so good You like it, yeah Dance so good Oh, I feel just right Dancing under light, feels so right Dancing under night, feels so right We've got to dance all night We've got to dance all night Dance, it feels so right We've got to dance all night Dance, it feels so right We've got to dance all night Dance, you feel so right Dance, stay all night Whale ride!
To A Sparkling Dove
(from the perspective of an anonymous 3rd party. Posted 09/29/15)
(I do not have the hots for Sparhawk *wink*)
Where is my sparkling dove,
you lit up my days with your hue,
where are you now little love,
sunlight reveals aught of you.
I gossip and listen for news,
none else since my man passed,
missing your strapping elf thews,
no other male has surpassed.
Take off your helm and your gauntlets,
show me those starshine green eyes,
turn down that spinning blue lantern,
daydream, it weakens and dies.
Stroking your hair into place,
wiping the sweat from your brow,
show me your eer young face,
eternal an evergreen bough.
Ode to a Mermaid (Level 5 Bard Review)
10/08/15
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
My sense attuned, as though her water I have drunk
Rose tip’d breast, hidden ‘neath her shells
Unseen, untasted since her daughter was a babe
Hinted, teased, revealed by daughters carefree garb
Still all untouched by sands slide thru the glass
Sandy cove and shifting dunes, angry crashing waves
Breathe, relax, reflect, I lay me down to rest
Youth's sweet laughter giggles forth
Mother's comb stops at neck
Please stay, good Sir here in this place
Good dreams you will be blessed
I wake alone, blinking eyes
No sign of sun kissd head
No lilting laugh drifts to the skies
I shake sand from my bed
A dream all wet, a mouth all dry
A scream, a sigh, a debt, goodbye...
The Lexie Clause
Posted: Sat Nov 28 22:57:01 2015
In honor of the petition to grant Lexie permanent citizenship in the realms of TFC I offer up, the Lexie Clause:
Whidder nagging or nitting, braggging or kwitting,
but Lexie alwiys nose.
Sum sey shes too hiper, some say OmG,
but Lexie alwiys nose.
So sumwon hails her, so somewon rifts her,
but Lexie alwiys nose.
Sew I say reap hrr, sew I say keep hrr,
cuz Lexie alwiys nose.
With my thanks to DarkClaw for the idea,
Foghair
Song of the Dwarf
Posted: Nov 28 23:41:27 2015
With thanks to DarkClaw for the opportunity...
To the tune of Song of the South by Alabama.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cCVEciId810
Song, song of the Dwarf
Sweet truffle pie and I shut my mouth
Gone, when graphics came in?
May-be you should go and look again
Vide games on laptops, vide on the phone
We all played vide games but we never fell in
Daddy used punch cards, real technocrat
They oughta get kids today to code like that
Sing it!
Song, song of the Dwarf
Sweet truffle pie and I shut my mouth
Gone, when graphics came in?
May-be you should go and look again
Well somebody told us id Software fell
But we were so blinded we couldnt tell
Vide games were bright and we were dim
But that old Dwarfs gonna save us all
Well one imm got busy and another stepped down
The bank got the server and it moved cross town
Tyn got a compiler that could gdb
He bought a new server and upgraded the db
Sing it!
Song, song of the Dwarf
Sweet truffle pie and I shut my mouth
Gone, when graphics came in?
May-be you should go and look again
Sing it!
Song, song of the Dwarf
Sweet truffle pie and I shut my mouth
Gone, when graphics came in?
May-be you should go and look again
How The Bat Got His Wings (Level 15 Bard Review)
Foghair says (in common), 'I would like to tell you the story of how the bat got its wings'.
Foghair pauses and smiles.
Foghair says (in common), 'Once upon a time, oh best beloved, in the Caverns of NKai, there lived all manner of dark and mysterious creatures. And the most dark and mysterious of them all was Bat. Few could tell you what he looked like in those days for he liked to be so terribly dark and mysterious. But we do know that its skin and its fur were most mysteriously dark - for when it climbed out from midst the slippery-slidey shadows at the back of the Wind-Worn Ledge outside its Calm Cave you could scarce tell the difference tween its skin and its hair or tween his face and its toes.'.
Foghair pauses for a moment.
Foghair says (in common), 'In those days, all the creatures of the caverns knew not to trouble with that Ledge or that Cave, for that was where the Bat made its home. And woe betide the animal who landed upon it or hunted near it or dropped the bones of their prey upon it without first paying compliments or weregild to the Bat. For the Bat was firm and the Bat was just and the Bat protected its home from all who might trespass upon it.'.
Foghair pauses and takes a breath.
Foghair says (in common), 'Every day at Sunrise and every day at Sunset, the Wind would blow through the Caverns and Bat would climb out upon its Wind-Worn Ledge, spread its darkest arms, and feel the Wind caress its darkest fur.'.
Foghair pauses and looks out at the assembled people.
Foghair says (in common), 'Oftentimes, in Darkest Night when none of the other dark and mysterious creatures were awake, the Bat would climb up out of the slippery-slidey shadows of the Calm Cave and look up into the gale-force winds that swept through the Caverns of his home. It would count the bones of the statues and it would name the patterns of rocks on the walls and it would dream of catching the Wind as it howled through the caverns.. as it howled throughout all the caverns... Bat caught the Wind and became one with it, until it couldnt tell where one began and the other ended. What once was only the Bat, now the Wind, blew out of the Caverns and into all of the realms of all the world. He flew high and he flew low, topaz eyes gazing down upon all the places hed only scented, only dreamed of in Darkest Night.'.
Foghair looks up, as if watching something fly across the skies.
Foghair says (in common), 'As he flew, his wings grew longer and he grew stronger until one day he flew so fast, he outran the sun and the moon and flew over a desert and for the first time in his life flew out into Brightest Day. In Brightest Day, his topaz eyes glowed and he swooped and turned, reveling in the warmth of the sun on his fur. In Brightest Day, best beloved, Almond Eyes gazed upwards and saw his revelry. At first she thought him another mirage, just more waves shimmering in the desert heat. For in the golden light of Brightest Day his true colors shone. What in Darkest Night looked dark and dreary, in truth, shimmered and gleamed like the purest silver.'.
Foghair tilts his head and grins happily.
Foghair says (in common), 'Oh best beloved, if you could have seen him as she did! Parched from the desert heat, Wind flew down to the oasis where Almond Eyes rested and splashed the cool waters of the pool onto his fur then spread his wings to fly again. But her gasp at his beauty so near stopped him.
There in that desert, Wind and Almond met and their Bond began.'.
Foghair catches Ghazkull and Samiyah’s eyes.
Foghair says (in common), 'Wind and Almond flew upward laughing and followed the breeze. For days and weeks and years they flew, chasing the sun, chasing the moon. Their adventures became the stuff of legends. How he became a Vampire Bat for her blood tastes just like the almonds in her eyes. How he took her back to the Calm Cave for their first kiss. How he allowed her father to tear his heart from his chest to protect her from that fate. How he said good bye to his Sister, and was Found instead of Lost'.
Foghair shakes his head.
Foghair says (in common), 'Those are all stories for another time. Because tonight, best beloved, before you sleep, I want to tell you of an end to their story, and of new beginnings.'.
Foghair sits up a little straighter.
Foghair says (in common), 'Because one long day, best beloved, when Wind and Almond had both reached pinnacles of strength and knowledge and it seemed like there was nothing left to learn and nowhere left to find, Wind stood in a Fateful Garden and swore, though his voice cracked and his heart ached at the cost. He swore in the presence of friends and gods and masters of old.'.
Foghair looks to the East.
Foghair says (in common), 'He swore to the Wyrm.'.
Foghair looks to the West.
Foghair says (in common), 'He swore to the Wyldess.'.
Foghair looks to the North.
Foghair says (in common), 'He turned topaz eyes to the Weaver and he swore. He who once had never seen the sunlight. He who once thought himself dark and cold. He who once knew nothing of friendship or kindness...'.
Foghair looks down at the floor and his voice lowers.
Foghair says (in common), 'For half the path of the world around the sun he has puzzled through riddles for the Wyrm. For half the path he has run with the Wyld Hunt and learnt the lessons of rebirth. For half the path he has followed the Weavers path, puzzling over clever words and teaching and aiding friend and foe alike. Half the path of the world around the sun remains and he draws closer and he struggles and he strives.'.
Foghair raises a fist to the sky.
Foghair says (in common), 'Under the shadow of the Ebon Hand.'.
Foghair slides his hand across his eyes.
Foghair says (in common), 'Under the eyes of the Huntress and Lady.'.
Foghair says (in common), 'He suffers, he dies, he sacrifices. He strengthens. He is reborn.'.
Foghair’s face slowly creases as a smile grows like the dawning of the day.
Foghair says (in common), 'Ever since that Darkest Night and ever since that Brightest Day, all bats have had wings, and they have used them to fly! If you listen close, you can hear their cries each night, calling one another to wild adventure.'.
Foghair stands and searches the crowd.
Foghair says (in common), 'And what of the Bat who became the Wind?'.
Foghair stops searching as his eyes fix on Ghazkull.
Foghair says (in common), 'He will succeed, best beloveds, we know he will.'.
Ode on a Massive Turkey
Posted: Fri Dec 4 18:15:05 2015
commissioned by Golson
Thy tail-feathers shake as you flee sharp blades
And teeth of Team GLaM and Dezmond
All wearied, you fall to your rest at last
And bid adieu to cruel gods who sent you
To peck, and hide, and beg on cursdly tasty legs.
For but one last look at skies of freedom
By your three hundreds you fell,
To the twin blades of Golson
One and one hundred more died,
in fierce battle with young Malice
And thank those few kind gods for Lexie,
who slew but ten and one of you.
My thanks for small kindnesses from gentle
souls of the Suicide Mage and his friends
If unable to find us or if unwilling to swing
the axe, I do not know
Many of my strutting kin did escape their grasp
tho dancing walk or outstretched fan ought
mean their end to a een a blind old cat.
Great numbers they had, on Suicide Squad
But not Grand Lord Finder nor comely vixen,
were enough to help the dying mage
Time and again he sought his end,
In Masters den, and in crashing waves
To Tempest he flew, and to Tempest he died,
again, again, and oer again.
As silent witness, I watched with bated breath
As my brethren were brought low
Hot tears dripped to my feathers as I heard and saw,
As one by one they cried their last
Alone of my kind, I saw the trophies collected,
And counted, and watched as they wipe off blood.
In the guild I stood, til brief kindness of the gods freed me,
Alone but alive in safety of Void
Unliving, but unkill'd.
Longest Night and Longest Day
Tue Dec 8 16:33:41 2015
To: all
On the night of the winter solstice in my old home we would celebrate the longest night with drinking and joy, staying up until the break of day with merriment. But the hangover the following morning was as nothing to the pain of one longest day, when a petite former-slave tried to see justice done and was, for her careless words, cut down in the prime of life by evils hidden behind a veil of justice and balance. This is her story.
On the first night of solstice a good god gave to me
One ... Mighty rift.
On the second night of solstice a good god gave to me
Two venomous fang-marks
and One ... Mighty rift.
{ song repeats with a new line added each time }
Three bags-o-Lexie hide
Four tickling turkey feathers
Five (stolen) simple rings
Six tormented vamp-bites
Seven transports to Tempest
Eight bell-rung head shots
Nine grave-dancing ghouls
Ten slices from cake-thief
Eleven purple Lex-skin drums
{ song concludes with one big breath in and }
On the twelfth day of solstice a good god gave to me
Twelve swats from a briar switch
Eleven purple Lex-skin drums
Ten slices from cake-thief
Nine grave-dancing ghouls
Eight bell-rung head shots
Seven transports to Tempest
Six tormented vamp-bites
Five (stolen) simple rings
Four tickling turkey feathers
Three bags-o-Lexie hide
Two venomous fang-marks
and One ... Mighty rift.
-Written by Foghair
-Commissioned by Lexie
Winter's Lament (Level 19 bard review)
Foghair says (in common), 'I present, for you, a journey of the senses. Close your eyes and join me...'
Foghair makes a complicated gesture.
The room goes dark.
{He cast darkness}
Foghair says, 'Open your eyes, and see…'
In the darkness, someone strikes a match
As it flares to life and your eyes grow accustomed to the change, a scene unfolds before you.
You're in a freezing cave, looking out the entrance at a snowstorm raging.
A voice whispers, 'Look behind you'.
The cold grips you as you turn slowly, fearful of what you might find.
Behind you, facing outwards, hackles raised, teeth snarling, is a white wolf, frozen in time.
A voice from deep within the cave, whispers:
- Baring its teeth in the frozen cave
- the white wolf guards its den
- No sign of what it tried to save
- in homeland of its kin.
- Warm caress from caring hand
- thaws lone patch of fur
- Scents arise in barren land
- and memory from her.
- What came of them I died to guard
- she seems to question me
- What chilled me thus in ice so hard
- so far from frozen sea.
- My mate long dead from hunger
- My cubs they cry for more
- I'll make my stand, I'll kill this band
- My line, forever more.
The light of the match flickers, and dies, plunging you back into darkness.
Foghair takes you by the hand and leads you out, into the storm
Foghair makes a complicated gesture.
The room goes quiet.
{He cast silence}
The storm quiets and you find yourself before a hole, cut down through the middle of a frozen lake.
You blink, to clear the snow from your eyes, and a tableau unfolds before you.
The voice from the cave says softly:
- Eyes of bistre gazed upon him
- His spear raised in his hand
- Cold hungry eyes, staring back
- Long winter cross the land.
- You need to eat, his stomach growls
- "Please, good sir, delay your feast"
- Across river's ice, winter howls
- "I think and speak, I'm no mere beast".
- Rough sealskin parts but not thru blood
- Now milky flesh and long brown tresses
- Now other hungers like a rising flood
- And against her neck the spear he presses.
- Unchained for years, but she cannot leave
- Her sealskin hid she knows not where
- Her body he uses, without reprieve
- Til she bears him a son, with seal-hair.
- "Take your hide, I'll keep my boy"
- He barks at what he used
- She takes long look at her little joy
- And imagines his body bruised.
- She took her freedom and nothing more
- And looked back from the lake
- She watched, and cried, with bistre eyes
- Vengeance, to undertake.
Foghair makes a complicated gesture.
Opening a portal to A Path by the Sava River.
{He didn't actually portal the crowd there, but they were intended to imagine he did}
It takes a few moments for your senses to adjust.
When you can see again, you find yourself on a path next to a strong river.
In front of you stands Foghair, younger than you remember him, with a bloody spear in his hand.
On the ground lies the hunter from the ice, his hair grown grey and his face lined with age.
Foghair's bistre eyes burn with rage as he plunges the spear, once more, into his father's heart.
Foghair strips a wide belt of dark brown seal-skin from the old man's body and wraps it around him.
Foghair transforms in a flash of darkness, and a dark brown seal barks and dives into the river.
Foghair makes a complicated gesture.
The room is cleared of unnatural influences.
{He cast naturalize}
Foghair shakes his head, as if clearing out the cobwebs
Foghair sits down on the floor and bows his head, 'Thank you'.