Dante, see him here and there Busy trader of the Guild Servant of the Queen of Air With her help success he'll build.

A furious race through swelling seas Two ships, a race, two families Their goal an island yet unclaimed The win, at cost of Sion's hand.

A contest began of the brave and the bold Warriors and mages, the young and the old One called on the dead but he got quite a shock The winner called lightning to strike at his spot.

Lord of Myon, Talking Blade Ruler o'er the silver glade Wings of dragon, scales of same Strength enough to hold his reign.

Agent of darkness, a blade of the night Godo the goblin crept into the light Wherever he walked he trailed shadows of dread But will do no longer, for now he is dead.

Let me tell you the tale of one Narcysia Of the time that the Queen of the Drow tried to kill her Bad luck for the Queen that she picked on this gnome In the end t'was the Queen's corpse her slaves carried home.

I met up with today a tall mage of the Tower A dour man but true servant of fair Mystra In black and in blue, he leant on his staff Speaking with any who wandered his path.

A hound in a cage with its neck in a chain Left out in the cold and the wind and the rain Rescued by Tanya who risked merchants' ire She now has a friend in the hound who breathes fire!

Turning the noontide as black as the night Calling a shadow to blot out the light Calling the dead to get up from their grave To stand 'gainst that kobold a bard would be brave.

Deep in the earth underneath Dragon's peak Lie the halls of the Dwarves of which they fondly speak Now held by the Duergar they're not safe to go Unless you have Shaby the druid in tow

From the peak of the world to the Underdark's gut My three brave companions did carve their own rut Past dragons and duergar and golems of iron We fought our way through and had time for some mining!

The others were old friends though some time apart Each to the other was held dear to heart Now met up together they are quite a team 'gainst Cally and Cathy foes were but a dream.

Strike! Now! Wherever you may be This is the dance of life said he Strike at him 'fore he strikes at me... For last to strike falls first said he.

Face the foe, hold strong the fight Fight with force and you'll see next night Though the foe is tough and the battle long Fight with strength while you hear my song!

Two former guards and a druid and a bard Fought their way through against enemies hard But hardest of all was the skin of the golem I just stood back and let others carve through 'em!

To thee I sing, O isle of mists, Thou isle of peace the storm amidst. Thou place of safety, dance and song To drink and sing the whole night long. Thou place of Wood and Moon and Sun where all Tel'Quessir live as one.

Ho! The drums of war beat loud and clear The cries of warriors echo on the morning air Our cause is just, our will and might unmatched In foeman's folly is his downfall hatched. May Corellon guide our blessed swords And the Moonbow pierce all veils of words Shevarash the Hunter lead our scouts Hanali of the Heart assuage all doubts We are Tel'Quessir, Wood and Moon and Sun There is no foe we cannot overcome.

A dazzling display, glittering bright A wondrous array, glimmering lights Over his wares stands the Wizard in Green His goods stand among the finest I've seen.