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.