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D&D poetry: The mercenaries
I am Mordai, a Tiefling Bard
In my battles I have fought hard

Alongside my mercenary friends
On their loyalty my life depends

Who would have thought that Braun, our bravest adventurer
In the past had been
a sheep herder

Grim Hair was knocked out
With an enormous clout

By a hungry, vicious Manticor
Braun grabbed the man
and slid him across the floor.

Braun was injured
by the Manticor claw
He winced and cringed
as it was so sore

I fired a bolt from my crossbow
Struck a mortal penultimate blow

Then Garack,
he got the kill
We took the time
to recover and heal

We dismembered the Manticor
Took its flesh and fur for us poor

We celebrated at the Stone Hill Inn
I performed so poorly it was a sin

With my mercenary friends
I drank my sorrows away
And promised to perform
better on another day

At the Dwarven Excavation
It was definitely no vacation

We were faced with acidic jelly creatures
So I mocked them for their ugly features

Grim Hair attacked with a firey smite
Out of cruel and furious spite

Braun's great axe was brandished
And a jelly monster was vanquished

The second one,
it came along
My arrow made
it wail in song

Finally, I destroyed the jelly
By whispering a deadly melody!








© Andrew J Sinclair