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Song of the Farfolk Volunteers!

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Arslan, Aariz and Bakr sat around the illegal campfire in the government courtyard of Balian as they warmed themselves up. It didn't take them long to make a snarky song against the marshal of Aaun and his rebel kingdom, it didn't take long for it to become the 33rd favorite song!

“My name is Arslan Al-habib, I'm a native of the Kharasi Oasis

I was born among old sandy mist when I was but a child

My forefather fought in 'forteen of the Second Age, for Jihad so dear,

He fell upon old olive dunes, like an Farfolk volunteer

 

Then raise the flag of Rashidun, boys, the flag we all revere

We'll fight and fall beneath its folds, like Farfolk volunteers!

Then raise the flag of Rashidun, boys, the flag we all revere

We'll fight and fall beneath its folds, like Farfolk volunteers!

 

When I was driven form my home by an oppressor's hand

I cut my sticks and greasеd my boots, and came o'er to this land

I found a homе an many friends, and some that I love dear,

Be jabbers! I'll stick to them like bricks and an Farfolk volunteer


 

Then fill your glasses up, my boys, and drink a hearty cheer

To the land of our adoption and the Farfolk volunteer!

Then fill your glasses up, my boys, and drink a hearty cheer

To the land of our adoption and the Farfolk volunteer!

 

Now when the traitors in the North commenced a warlike raid

I quickly then laid down my books, to the devil went my spade!

To a recruiting office then I went, that happened to be near

And joined the good old thirty-third, like an Farfolk volunteer

 

Then fill the ranks and march away! no traitors do we fear,

We'll drive them all to blazes, says the Farfolk volunteer

Then fill the ranks and march away! no traitors do we fear,

We'll drive them all to blazes, says the Farfolk volunteer

 

Now when the Marshal of Aaun came over here, and made a hubbaboo

Oh, everybody turned out, you know, in gold and tinsel too,

But then the good old thirty-third didn't like these lords or peers

They wouldn't give a damn for traitors, says the Farfolk volunteers!

 

We love the land of Honour, its laws we will revere

"But the devil take the Aaun nobility!" says the Farfolk volunteer!

We love the land of Honour, its laws we will revere

"But the devil take the Aaun nobility!" says the Farfolk volunteer!


Now if the traitors in the North should ever cross our roads

We'll drive them to the devil, as Mahdi Auda did the Ghanyan toads,

We'll give them all short nooses that come just below the ears

Made strong and good of Farfolk hemp by Farfolk volunteers


 

Then here's to brave Zubayr whom the army now reveres

He'll lead us on to victory, the Farfolk volunteers

Then here's to brave Zubayr, whom the army now reveres

He'll lead us on to victory, the Farfolk volunteers

 

Now fill your glasses up, my boys, a toast come drink with me

May Cresent and the Balian Flag united ever be,

May traitors quake, and rebels shake, and tremble in their fears

When next they meet the Balian boys and Farfolk volunteers!

 

Allah bless the name of King John! that name this land reveres,

Success to King John and Peter, and their Farfolk volunteers!

Allah bless the name of king John! that name this land reveres,

Success to King John and Peter, and their Farfolk volunteers!”

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[Cheers to Balian and its farfolk volunteers]



 

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Ledicort Vuiller fondly remembers the display of strength that the 33rd showed at an earlier meeting, he would smile for the brave men and women of the 33rd.

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Countess Johanne Vuiller couldn't help but listen to the tune raised on the wind, quirking a faint grin of amusement, even with their illegal firepit in the government courtyard.

 

 

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Zubayr would be polishing a good old Saqr Al-Nahash as he listened in, joining in on the Chorus with his men!
 

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10 hours ago, adamc2000 said:

Now when the Marshal of Aaun came over here, and made a hubbaboo

"I dont think they liked it, Matthew.." The Marshal of Aaun grumbled to his assistant while walking over to his bed to give his favourite Charlie I plushie a tight hug.

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Aariz was simply glad to have joined in the making of the song with his fellow compatriots! "To the Farfolk Volunteers!"

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