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<blockquote data-quote="Paka" data-source="post: 1299275" data-attributes="member: 100"><p><strong>Chapter IV </strong> </p><p><em>A Little About the Lady </em> </p><p></p><p>Ladymist is what happens when a Dragon builds a city for her children. It is called the Lady or the City of Lairs. </p><p></p><p>Ladymist is a city hewn from a mountain into the shape of a step pyramid, one borough to each step. Waterfalls conjure mist into the streets. In spring mountain foliage makes a canopy over the cobblestone streets and in the winter the waterfalls freeze into ten story crystal sculptures. </p><p></p><p>Lair Sisters, in their green habits, silently make their way through the market-place, bargaining in sign language or on small chalk boards. Balladeers sing epic Draconic poetry that can take days to completely recite. Gentlemen and ladies stroll through the Jade Aerie with their exotic birds on their shoulder or arm. </p><p></p><p>In the Half-Orc ghetto, the children duel with wooden knives. Any adults with goblin blood aren’t allowed to walk the streets out of their borough in groups larger than three. It is called the Horde Law, from a time when Goblins, Orcs, Ogres and Trolls spilled out of the forest and laid siege to the Lady. </p><p></p><p>During festivals cres paper puppet heroes hunt wooden vampires or trolls through the streets. When the creatures are caught, inevitably in a square next to a dried out fountain, the puppets engage in duels. Red candy spills from any wounds inflicted into the delighted hands and mouths of Ladyfolk children. </p><p></p><p>The Ladyfolk, as the city-born are called, would never dream of living anywhere else.</p><p></p><p>A song is sweeping through Ladymist taverns. Students of Finescale Arcanna sing it after their examinations, Half-Orcs sing it around streetcorner braziers, even some expensive Bards strum it on the Elven Step (with only a verse or two touched up here and there): </p><p></p><p>My friend's quite a pisser, </p><p>He's a wizard, yessir. </p><p>He can drink for hours </p><p>Without using his powers, </p><p>He's my friend the Necromancer! </p><p></p><p>[Chorus] </p><p>Oh! The long walk t'home </p><p>With a skull and a bone </p><p>He makes it so much faster </p><p>'Cause he's my friend the Necromancer! </p><p>My friend the Necromancer! </p><p></p><p>When I'm barfing my guts, </p><p>By the east village huts, </p><p></p><p>And coming 's the dawn of a day, </p><p>My friend finds me a way </p><p>By enchanting my turkey butt! </p><p></p><p>[Chorus] </p><p>Oh! The long walk t'home </p><p>With a skull and a bone </p><p>He makes it so much faster </p><p>'Cause he's my friend the Necromancer! </p><p>My friend the Necromancer! </p><p></p><p>Yes my friend the nec-ro-man-cer sir... </p><p></p><p>Rumor has it, Randal Tisgood, Green Herald, originally composed the song and its tune, a strange melange of Hobbit simplicity and Elven arrangement, seems to confirm this. Before singing the bawdy rhyme, Bards often tell the tale of the Green Herald's adventure through Deeproot that left the city with new Gods. </p><p></p><p><em>[Thanks to Mario, player of Randal Tisgood, for the wonderful song.]</em></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Paka, post: 1299275, member: 100"] [B]Chapter IV [/B] [I]A Little About the Lady [/I] Ladymist is what happens when a Dragon builds a city for her children. It is called the Lady or the City of Lairs. Ladymist is a city hewn from a mountain into the shape of a step pyramid, one borough to each step. Waterfalls conjure mist into the streets. In spring mountain foliage makes a canopy over the cobblestone streets and in the winter the waterfalls freeze into ten story crystal sculptures. Lair Sisters, in their green habits, silently make their way through the market-place, bargaining in sign language or on small chalk boards. Balladeers sing epic Draconic poetry that can take days to completely recite. Gentlemen and ladies stroll through the Jade Aerie with their exotic birds on their shoulder or arm. In the Half-Orc ghetto, the children duel with wooden knives. Any adults with goblin blood aren’t allowed to walk the streets out of their borough in groups larger than three. It is called the Horde Law, from a time when Goblins, Orcs, Ogres and Trolls spilled out of the forest and laid siege to the Lady. During festivals cres paper puppet heroes hunt wooden vampires or trolls through the streets. When the creatures are caught, inevitably in a square next to a dried out fountain, the puppets engage in duels. Red candy spills from any wounds inflicted into the delighted hands and mouths of Ladyfolk children. The Ladyfolk, as the city-born are called, would never dream of living anywhere else. A song is sweeping through Ladymist taverns. Students of Finescale Arcanna sing it after their examinations, Half-Orcs sing it around streetcorner braziers, even some expensive Bards strum it on the Elven Step (with only a verse or two touched up here and there): My friend's quite a pisser, He's a wizard, yessir. He can drink for hours Without using his powers, He's my friend the Necromancer! [Chorus] Oh! The long walk t'home With a skull and a bone He makes it so much faster 'Cause he's my friend the Necromancer! My friend the Necromancer! When I'm barfing my guts, By the east village huts, And coming 's the dawn of a day, My friend finds me a way By enchanting my turkey butt! [Chorus] Oh! The long walk t'home With a skull and a bone He makes it so much faster 'Cause he's my friend the Necromancer! My friend the Necromancer! Yes my friend the nec-ro-man-cer sir... Rumor has it, Randal Tisgood, Green Herald, originally composed the song and its tune, a strange melange of Hobbit simplicity and Elven arrangement, seems to confirm this. Before singing the bawdy rhyme, Bards often tell the tale of the Green Herald's adventure through Deeproot that left the city with new Gods. [I][Thanks to Mario, player of Randal Tisgood, for the wonderful song.][/I] [/QUOTE]
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