The Adventures of the Knights of Spellforge Keep- UPDATED 6/6

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Sweet holy crap! Unbelievable! Words fail me!

Fortunately, they didn't fail me for long. :)

An occasion this momentous surely calls for a double song parody - so I took Queen's "We Will Rock You" / "We Are The Champions" songs and made the appropriate changes to honor Vek's unfortunate passing.

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I WILL JOIN YOU / WE ARE NOW EQUALS

Aah
Wee Jas I'm Your guy, got a surprise
That is really neat, gonna be a Death God today
Look of shock on Your face
Instead of grace
Pretty soon I'll move into Your place
Singin'

I will, I will join You
I will, I will join You

Wee Jas You're a modest goddess
Ruling all alone, gotta take a consort some day
Surprised look on Your face
Is out of place
Surely no other's got such a strong case

I will, I will join You
Sing it!
I will, I will join You

Wee Jas, the Soul Totem showed 'em
Mormont is the guy gonna take You as his today
Take that look off Your face
Learn Your place
Somebody finally got You after a long chase

I will, I will join You
Sing it!
I will, I will join You
Everybody!
I will, I will join You
I will, I will join You
Alright

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I've paid my dues
Time after time
I've been Your servant
While my flesh turned to slime
Make no mistake
I'm now a god
We'll be the King and Queen
Of Death and Magic
Isn't that odd?

And a lich can go on and on and on and on

We are now equals, Wee Jas
And we'll rule together
Bet Your ass!
We are now equals
We are now equals
No more a servant
'Cause we are now equals in all ways

I've taken my vows
To You seriously
You brought me death and lichdom
And everything else like my own
Phylactery
But now I've got the Soul Totem
Around my neck
So consider it a blessing before
The whole pantheon
That You'll rule with Vek!

And our rule will go on and on and on and--what?

We are now equals? - You jest
Your Soul Totem's worthless
Just a test
We are not equals
We are not equals
Sorry to shock you
But we are not equals by a stretch

You were my champion, Sir Vek
But you failed this last test
All to heck!
You were my champion
Now you're a chump, son
No time for begging
'Cause Wee Jas grants you the gift of death!


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Seriously though, this was just about the coolest thing I've ever read in ANY Story Hour, Doc! Kudos to your players for playing great characters, and to yourself for running a great game and writing up one hell of a story hour.

Johnathan
Self-Appointed, Unofficial Bard to the Knights of Spellforge Keep Campaign
 

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It's been a long hard road but this story was just destined to be a tragedy for your favorite anti-hero.

I appreciate all the story hour support Vek had (and the antagonism too!) but there just isn't any coming back from this death.

Maybe in a few eons, when the Knights of the Silver Quill are forgotten and Spellforge keep has been reduced to dust a new challenge will arise for Wee Jas that could only be carried out by her most loyal follower. I watch from the realm of death, waiting for that day.

..and

I could still take Dartan! Huzzah!
 

Thanks to everyone... This was a twist-bomb I've been gleefully holding since we played. Ahhh. Felt good to let it go.

I'd love to hear from the lurkers on this one. I mean, besides the ones who already chimed in. Hell, I've got such ego hunger, I'd just love to hear from anyone. Go ahead. Shower me with accolades, chocolates and taco lattes. I deserve them.

Richards! Awesome! The last line made me sniffle...

There's still more to come, including one last plot bomb at the end of the session's write-up. For a clue to that one, see the two-stanza poem at the session's opening...

So consider yourselves teased.
 

*dances with the rest of the villagers like the ewoks did on RoTJ*

jub jub!

Vek was a cool character but man, just imagine day in and day out having to be around a person who rips still beating hearts out of peoples chests!

I doubt any of the remaining knights are sane or atleast wouldn't notice if their sanity were to slip.





Pelor be praised
 
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I just realized that I will now be sweeping floors for eternity. That is, until some blasted Pelor worshiping fool comes trapsing through and decides my skill with a broom doesn't outway the fact that I'm made of bones.

Self-rightous maniacs.

;)
 

Dr Midnight said:
taco lattes

Taco lattes? Sounds ... tasty! :)

Mucho cool story Doc. I've enjoyed it since the begining (meaning good 'ole Sunless Citadel and Gorgoldand's Gauntlet)

Its good to see a ... uhm ... happy ending? :confused:
 


Doc that has to be one of the greatest twists ever!
Who would have thought that the power he felt was a test from his own god. I bet everyone was just speachless when you said "Wee Jas grants you the gift of death." I know I would have hit the floor!
 


Whoa!

Now that, I was not expecting!

Eh... say... anyone in need of a good undead horse?

(Psst! Doc! If you want a real killer ending to the campaign, let Wee Jas play as Crow!)
 

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