The Legend Of The Irehearts

[Burnt Toast 198]

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[!] Flyers are spread around various nations, each one penned poorly. A single song would be written on each, lyrics and tune included.

 

The Legend of the Irehearts

 

Oh you Irehearts of legend.

Tale of your deeds sweep the nations.

Each one different, yet all the same.

You are cruel, racist, and very lame.

 

In blackened hearts you scream the names

Of people living through their days.

But through our eyes we see a man

A deranged lunatic who always ran.

 

We seek no company from your clan.

Nor foul gifts made from your hands.

We simply want to see you fall.

Beardless, prideless, lost your gall.

 

You drink your beer and eat your bread

So heed my words, the truest threat.

I seek no brawl nor stabbing pain

Only defamation of your name.

 

-Your dearest bardic friend, Tom Foolery

 

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This is a silly and insulting song written by my bardic character. Expect more to come!

 

[Beardicuss 486]

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A new grudge for the great book 

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[Mannamannaa 1647]

[!] Somewhere in a desert long abandoned if not destroyed, the withered and enbalmed visage of one Skriptgoth Kor'garr, Clanless of the Iron Horde, has contorted into a wide grin from the passage of time. While his quills may be shattered and his pages turned to dust, the universal poetic spirit of hating those zkahking Irehearts lives on. [!]