Editing WeRideOutOfClivesdale
''written by WillShipley, also known as Belman Wallace, in honor of the SagaOfClivesdale'' '''Edit, 5/30/04:''' Thanks to the HaloFrosh, I've finally been able to work around the infamous Wiki single-carriage-return flaw, and I've typeset the song differently. A question; does this make it ''more'' or ''less'' readable? What would you suggest I do to delineate between chorus and verses, or enhance its legibility? *'s much better this way. ---- ''We hail bright the light, we sing down the night!''<br> ''Oh, we ride out from Clivesdale with no end in sight . . . ''<br> In Clivesdale's annals, they laud their youth with pride<br> For one such band of yearlings proved their courage burned inside!<br> We met and we routed a fearsome Orcish band<br> And so our quest was seeded, that day we were as men. So with ascension coming, we met then as before:<br> The bard was shamed and failing, the fighters home from war,<br> The baker's apprentice crafting recipies arcane,<br> The druid, wolf-companioned, the ward of wood and plain. '''CHORUS:'''<br> ''We hail bright the light, we sing down the night!''<br> ''Oh, we ride out from Clivesdale with no end in sight.''<br> ''By spell, stone, and steel, the weapons we wield''<br> ''Oh, we strive for our glory, our story to reveal . . .'' Now Jeb runs before us, the front line of the band,<br> And vast the ranks of foeman have fallen by his hand!<br> His greatsword is doubled, as reaper and as shield,<br> His arm, trained in warfare, will quickly clear the field. Though facile in battle, in peace his strength declines;<br> An idle man, a drinking man, with glory in his mind.<br> You search for drunken revels, and you will find him there,<br> But back into the country, he fights no worse for wear. Beside him stands Ethan, an archer without peer,<br> He fights for fair Olivia, who smiles when he is near.<br> A shaft flown from Bow-Boy will find its mark indeed,<br> No matter long it travels to set his foes to bleed. But our archer's wisdom lies far below his years,<br> Indeed, his curiosity has driven us to tears!<br> A close rein on fancy would do poor Ethan well,<br> And keep him from pianos enchanted full of spells! '''CHORUS''' Then loping around us runs Ellen and her pack,<br> To scent and sound the trampled ground, and set us on the track.<br> 'Gainst Shadow and Silver, our quarry cannot spar--<br> And even when they scatter, they never make it far. Enamoured of the wildlands, she cannot stand a town,<br> And paths that meet society will detour far around.<br> We've seen her in her shaping, our worries cannot mend;<br> What will portend for Ellen, if she makes wolves her kin? The strong voice of Belman next rises in a song,<br> Now sounding out a melody to sweep our hopes along.<br> His mind always troubled by evil's growing knell,<br> His art always trying to keep his foes bespelled. But when the talent fails him, he draws a blade too fast,<br> His pen and tongue are mighty, but his arm is well surpassed!<br> When battle comes roaring, he's found too proud to run,<br> And draped o'er someone's shoulder when every bout is done. '''CHORUS''' Now Algernon comes chanting, his hands a fan of flame,<br> Apprenticed in a bakery, or so it seems in name.<br> His master, old Keebler, is playing dual parts,<br> And underneath that teaching, he's learned forbidden arts. His humor tends to tweaking the customs of his land-<br> A trait he shares with Bunbury, who humors his command.<br> His gift comes most welcome with all our lives at stake . . .<br> Oonobra guide his reason, his antics all half-baked! Young Emily, a rascal, has joined her brother's side,<br> But why she fled her family, she simply won't confide,<br> Her sharp wits are nimble, and quick as any dart<br> To rescue us from peril, when bluffing falls apart. A child of her people, she views our works with fear,<br> For magic brings a phobia that's long to disappear;<br> She's trained her emotions to tolerate our spells<br> In little comprehension of what within her dwells. '''CHORUS''' Arriving from the Northlands, the kindly Khaz Moën<br> A shaman of the tundra who entreats our wounds to mend,<br> His people are scattered, his home consumed in fire,<br> His world is with companions, achieving their desires. His hammer deftly dances, and strikes from foe to foe,<br> His powers of protection hold the demons far below,<br> His shadow, however, he cannot help deplore-<br> Recalling that enchantment that bound him to the floor. A fleet-footed ranger, Kes visits from the wilds,<br> Her arrows casting doubts into the foes who would defile,<br> A kind-hearted traveler with no roof but the sky,<br> With friends who can accept her, and will not pass her by.<br> Her memories are haunted by what she's paid as price,<br> To lie by wood and campfire's ash, to sleep in sacrifice<br> But out of the shadow, her spirit surges strong,<br> She's spun her past to darkness, her future into song. '''CHORUS''' Our number's fully rounded, Sir Gregory makes nine,<br> A just, noble paladin, resolved of soul and mind;<br> He rode out with his squire, one fateful autumn day . . .<br> Brought down by mighty forces, till allies came his way. Well-quenched in steam of battle, well-skilled in games of grace:<br> For even if he cannot win, he'll deftly mark his place!<br> His honor and wisdom are sound beyond reproof<br> And for that strength he carries the ringing staff of truth. ''Across Caladania we seek to earn our name,''<br> ''From Veshtad to Thistleborg, encountering the same:''<br> ''The land starts to darken, the orcs mass in the hills,''<br> ''The cult of ancient mysteries is waking for the kill.'' ''Now legends are wandering, we seek them with respect,''<br> ''Embracing our destiny, our kinsman to protect''<br> ''For who will defend them if no one else will fight?''<br> ''And who will dare to challenge the horseman of the night?'' '''CHORUS''' ''Oh, we strive for our glory . . . our story flowing still!'' ---- Running time: about 8 minutes. ''At long last, the Saga is complete . . . or is the true edda only beginning?'' ''Parody: WeRideOutOfWivesTales'' ''Debatably a FilkSong
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