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Ajax and Bojakk dispatch a courier to post this song along the various taverns and places of gathering through both Kaz'Darakan and Hefrumm. Wishing to spread this song as far as they can with their means to. Dwarven Roads Mason's Heaven, Kaz'Darakan Eastern Mountains, tower before the waters Life is kind there, without the grassland's breeze Deep beneath the mountains, just beyond the trees Dwarven roads, take me home To the place I belong Kaz'darakan, my homeland Take my home, dwarven roads. All the dwed clans, gather round her Miner's digging, 'neath land and water A wee bit dusty, closed off from the sky the memory of dwed whiskey, brings teardrops to my eye Dwarven roads, take me home To the place I belong Kaz'darakan, my homeland Take my home, dwarven roads. I hear the greart horns, blaring out to call me It's great majesty reminds me of my home far away Driving down the road, my heart is yearnin' I should've been back yesterday, yesterday Dwarven roads, take me home To the place I belong Kaz'darakan, my homeland Take my home, dwarven roads. Dwarven roads, take me home To the place I belong Kaz'darakan, my homeland Take my home, dwarven roads. Take my home, dwarven roads. Take my home, dwarven roads.
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song Another Marching song For the Legion
Jason of the North posted a topic in Dwarven Realms & Culture
At the request of Kazrin Starbreaker. Bojakk and Ajax work and finish writing another marching song for the legion. Marking what would probably the half dozen or so war song specifically geared for the legion? regardless, it is posted in the usual venues. March of the Kaz'Darakan Khazad clash, minstrels sing, Dwarven armour's piercing ring War-rams run with riders held Those oren lines will be quelled Midnight march and torches snuff Fight until oren's had enough Sound the horn and bang the drum Down from mountain the legions come! Grand Marshall's orders have been told Make their umri blood run cold Fight to honor clans and hold Statues are built for the bold Heft your hammer down to bash end their lives with a flash Until the umri is turned to chum Down from mountain the legions come! Swear upon Yemekar's alter "clan and holme I will not falter" Send the umri back straight to hell For you guard your kin and family well We'll teach them how dwed make war So they wont come back any more We'll put all of oren under thumb Down from mountain the legions come! As dawn breaks our fight is done Oren's forces have broke and run For the lives they took they pay the toll We'll rend their bodies from their soul Midnight march and torches snuff Fight until oren's had enough Sound the horn and bang the drum Down from mountain the legions come! Khazad clash, minstrels sing, Dwarven armour's piercing ring War-rams run with riders held Those oren lines will be quelled Midnight march and torches snuff Fight until oren's had enough Sound the horn and bang the drum Down from mountain the legions come! Down from mountain the legions come! Down from mountain the legions come! -
Bojakk Frostbeard, upon request of the high king [to his recollection]. Has written and now published a song of national ferver, and an additional marching song of the legion Battle Hymn of Urguan Mine eyes have seen the glory of our greatest mountain peak The grand mountain holme's treasure of which other nations seek The umri and elgi armies before the urguan legion are weak. Our banner marches on Narvok, Narvok, Hallelujah Narvok, Narvok, Hallelujah Narvok, Narvok, Hallelujah Our Banner marches on. I have seen our Mighty legion in their forward circling camp They have builded us a homeland, from the umri that they stamp And with it we have built an empire with the forge and mining lamp Our clans are building on! Narvok, Narvok, Hallelujah Narvok, Narvok, Hallelujah Narvok, Narvok, Hallelujah Our clans are building on! I have seen Yemekars fire, upon the Anvil's shining steel As we come together as dwedmar, with the uruk and umri deal! Let the heroes born of urguan, crush the tallfolk under-heel! Their hammer's marching on Narvok, Narvok, Hallelujah Narvok, Narvok, Hallelujah Narvok, Narvok, Hallelujah Their hammer's marching on They have sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat We will fell the Oren Empire and break their emperor's seat! Oh be swift my blade to strike them down, oh be jubilant my feet! Our Legion is marching on! Narvok, Narvok, Hallelujah Narvok, Narvok, Hallelujah In the beauty of the mountains, Urguan sat upon his throne With his children's fledgling nation, wherein it had grown As he fought back the darkness, let us make our might known! While our legion marches on! Narvok, Narvok, Hallelujah Narvok, Narvok, Hallelujah Narvok, Narvok, Hallelujah Our banner marches on
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Bojakk. At request of his friend Levian'Tol Grandaxe, working alongside with him deep in the nights before the great Belkan holiday of 'valentine's' composed, wrote, and prepared this album for Levian's Sweetest girl, his Wife Yazmorra. I Don't want to turn Hefrumm to Charr Stone Angel Rest your head on my beard hair Kvinn Fayr Lady Belka My Love Yazmorra Love you more
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In spite of what Levian'Tol initially planned, a sneaky dwed behind his back contacted his wife, with the purest intent to ensure he also was rewarded on the day of lovers. In secret with her he plotted and composed this song, all the while not telling her of the whole album he was working on for her on behalf of his husband. A copy of this would be posted on the tavern door, as well as one copy being handed over to Levian'tol, straight from Ajax. [Got you Levian ;3 Love Both your wife, and your boy Ajax] He's My armoruk to me He can kill with his smile, he can wound with his eyes and he can make you green with envy anything he tries and he only makes known what he wants you to see he's given me child and he's my armoruk to me He's lead me to love, and he will never leave me He'll stay by my side, even if he doesn't believe me And he'll only take what I give him for free Yeah he's stolen my heart, but he's my armoruk to me Oh, he takes care of himself, he's the grand steward but he always makes time Oh, and he never gives in, and he never gives out He always keeps me in mind And he'll work all the night to give me my eden in spite of being cut and left quietly bleeding He's brought out the best of what I hope to be I'll love no one else, He's my armoruk to me Oh, he takes care of himself, he's the grand steward but he always makes time Oh, and he never gives in, and he never gives out He always keeps me in mind He's frequently kind, and never once cruel He may do as he pleases, but he's nobody's fool His heart's been convicted, to the utmost degree And maybe to you, his love hasn't shown through But he's my armoruk to me
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A courier is dispatched once more to deliver around the mountainholme the Songs of Ajax and Bojakk. Doing what they can to ensure the quarantine remains safe while also still preparing and presenting their works. This time they decided would be perfect for a song they had been holding onto for a while. A Dedication to the Healuroz Barimmar and Micah Grandaxe. Medical Queen She keeps a bonesaw and bandage in a bed side cabinet "Where does it hurt?" she says While preparing a tourniquet. With herbalist remedies for ailing extremities! Starsteel surgical tools if your health declines~ Bloodied and broken miners have never been looking finer! A Healuroz Barimmar~ She's the Medic, Queen fix your lung, and your spleen! Precision work and never mean! Guaranteed to ease your mind! Anytime! A medical professional she simply is exceptional What a find~ When performing operations her steady hands are sure the best! recuperating? She'll be sure that you get your rest! Met a legionnaire who ended up in her care And to quote him directly "She was purely sublime~" Just to be around and see it As the clinic's shining spirit Representin' Anbella's Grace She's the Medic Queen fix your lung, and your spleen! Precision work and never mean! Guaranteed to ease your mind! [Anytime] With needle and thread she'll stitch you up [Guitar sting] Bloody garments from waist up! Broken leg and loss of traction? in a flash, you're back in action! You know that Redhead's so damn (So Damn wild~) (Wild~) She can mend or break you~ She's the Medic, Queen fix your lung, and your spleen! Precision work and never mean! Guaranteed to ease your mind! [Anytime] A medical professional she simply is exceptional What a find~ [What a find~]
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A courier is dispatched, delivering a set of papers, A song written by Bojakk and Ajax Frostbeard. Evidently the two have fallen ill with some sort of plague.. quarantining themselves in Ajax's Apartment until such time they are healthy and able to rejoin the rest of the holme. It is unkown whether or not other songs will be released during the quarantine due to the health issues it risks. Be a Dwarf! Listen up ye bastards, To defeat Oren You'll listen to my orders, if you want to win You're the sorriest lot i have seen yet, Stick with me I'll see you through! Beardling, I'll make a dwarf out of you! Stand tall like the Mountain Will of Iron, within Put trust in your brothers For they'll save, your skin! You have to give it all you got! or you'll be slaughtered like a ewe Khazad I'll make a dwarf out of you! This campaign's gonna be my death All of this to fight the umri? This legion training's really looking grim! These pansies are all out of breathe! Why the hell was I a draftee? The uruk's going to rip me limb from limb! (To be a dwarf!) You must strike with a Heart of Ire! (Be a dwarf!) Like an Irongut's crashing boom! (to be a dwarf!) Inside of you is a forge's fire! You will bring to Oren nothing but doom! Time is ticking downard, for Oren's arrive Keep within formation, you'll come out alive You think alone you're, going to win the war. with a pike you'll be run through How could I make a dwarf out of you? (To be a dwarf!) You must strike with a Heart of Ire! (Be a dwarf!) Like an Irongut's crashing boom! (to be a dwarf!) Inside of you is a forge's fire! You will bring to Oren nothing but doom! (To be a dwarf!) You must strike with a Heart of Ire! (Be a dwarf!) Like an Irongut's crashing boom! (to be a dwarf!) Inside of you is a forge's fire! You will bring to Oren nothing but doom!
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Bojakk Frostbeard, having worked with his father to finish the song of his clan. Goes about and submits it to the remembrancers as well as nail a copy to the tavern door. Hopeful that this song goes over well, the two dwed ensure a few extra copies are made, and one sent to Azkel Frostbeard for his own personal enjoyment Frostbeards and Iron Back from the dead, from the dark of damnation Pious in head, and rebels at heart Sworn to the stone, a dwarven clan reborn in urguan's heart Gather the wild, from the land of the brave dwed Brothers allied, fight the umri curse Banners up high, as we rise with the legion sworn, All for dwedmar we inverse Combat ahead, and on high comes heroes Ready for charge command, Revel in red, come and wake up to bring no remorse Mountaintop force! Rise, back from the dead, smash in their heads Frostbeards with iron! Fight all of the night Banners fly high on top of the land Splattered in red, all you can get Frostbeards with Iron Stand, follow the fight, doing the right as we came to defend Hollow the damned, exiles seeking salvation From fallen and banned, where blackfists once came Servant of King, and elated to brothers, shame Washed away with the dirt Charge down from high, with a bloodlusting hunger [ooh ah!] Do or die, for this fortress so dear [ooh ah!] Cannot deny, all our divisions and struggles, thirst For the return to our world Remedy came, as we were called back to nation Torn by idealistic intent Bearserkers to charge out and raise up the sword Urguans great horde! Rise, back from the dead, smash in their heads Frostbeards with iron! Fight all of the night Banners fly high on top of the land Splattered in red, all you can get Frostbeards with Iron Stand, follow the fight, doing the right as we came to defend As we stand back together Rise, back from the dead, smash in their heads Frostbeards with iron! Fight all of the night Banners fly high on top of the land Splattered in red, all you can get Frostbeards with Iron Stand, follow the fight, doing the right as we came to defend Frostbeards endure forever
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Bojakk Frostbeard, doing his daily rounds of publishing, posts this song upon the tavern door, a copy is given to the remembrancers, and a copy is given to the Grandaxes for their own personal use. Grandaxe Hero Standing the hold, with hung head to cry Couldn't join the legion, was just a year shy Heard the roar of the dwed, he could picture the scene Through a crack in the wall,he saw metal flash and gleam! He saw one grandaxe! he just blew him away! The highlander style, and the very next day He bought a beat up greataxe, in a guild run store Didn't know how to use it, but he knew for sure! That one greataxe, felt good in his hands, Didn't take long, to understand just one greataxe, with his grip held low Was a one way ticket, only one way to go Now he started trainin', ain't never gonna stop Gotta keep on trainin', one day he's going to make it to the top And be a Grandaxe Hero, got fire in his eyes He's A grandaxe hero He took one hand axe [Grandaxe Hero, fire in his eyes] GrandAxe Hero, [Fire in his eyes] he'll come alive tonight Deep in the mine, during a silverfish fight With a hefty crashing blow, he bore forth his might! Like a trip through the past, to that fateful day And that one grandaxe, made his whole life change now he's got to keep a' trainin', he just can't stop Gotta keep on trainin', that boy has got to stay on top And be a Grandaxe Hero, got fire in his eyes He's A grandaxe hero got fire in his eyes Yeah, grandaxe hero, fire in his eyes He took one hand axe [fire in his eyes] GrandAxe Hero,he'll come alive, come alive tonight, yeah! Yeah he's gotta keep a trainin, he just can't stop Gotta keep on trainin', That dwarf has got to stay on top! And be a grandaxe hero, got fire in his eyes he's a grand axe hero, got fire in his eyes [One Great Axe] Grandaxe hero, got fire in his eyes How he's just a grandaxe hero, aaah aah aaah Grandaxe Hero [Fire] her, [fire,fire] grandaxe hero [fire, fire] He's got fire in his eyes, fire in his eyes
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Just as Quickly as Bojakk dropped the first two sets of songs, Ajax makes him rush out and deliver a third set. Another length of sonnet much like the prior one, equally as intriguing though this one having a backing chorus in the sheet music Khazad Paradise As I sit in the decades close to the shadow of death I take a look at my life, realizin' I have little time left 'Cause I've been sittin' and spittin so long that even bojakk thinks that my mind is gone. But I ain't never raised a hand to a dwed that didn't deserve it Me be treated like an orc, you know that's unheard of You better watch how you're talkin, or to whom you're walkin' Or you and your kinsmen will be hearin me squawk I'm the last of my kin, and it makes me choke as they croak, I see myself left among the pipe smoke Friend, I'm the Kinda D, the little beardlin's wanna be like At my desk day and night , writing songs by candlelight Been spendin most my life, livin in the Khazad Paradise Been spendin most my life, livin in the Khazad Paradise Keep spendin most my life, livin in the Khazad Paradise Keep spendin most my life, livin in the Khazad Paradise Look at the situation, Ulrah had me facin' I couldn't live a normal life, Raise a kid in this strife!? So I had to bail out to the exile team Too much blackfist listenin' had me chasin' dreams I'm an educated dwed with Urguan on my mind Got a quill in my hand and a gleam in my eye I'm a white haired Frostbeard, set writin' stammer And if you mess with my clan, you'll encour my hammer Friend, death ain't nothin' but a bad day away I'm livin' life, write or die, what can I say? I'm 563 now but will i live a century or more? The way dwarves last I don't know Tell me why are we so blind to see That our wanten greed, is killing me? Been spendin most my life, livin in the Khazad Paradise Been spendin most my life, livin in the Khazad Paradise Keep spendin most my life, livin in the Khazad Paradise Keep spendin most my life, livin in the Khazad Paradise Culture in the sonnets, sonnets full of power Pumpen out by the minute, albums by the hour Everybody's bumpin, half them ain't lookin' it's goin' on in my apartment, I barely remember whats cookin' They say I gotta chill, but nobody's here to talk with me if they ain't got no time, when they gonna hang with me? I guess they can't, I guess they won't, I guess I'm alone, that's why I bang out so many song's friend. Been spendin most my life, livin in the Khazad Paradise Been spendin most my life, livin in the Khazad Paradise Keep spendin most my life, livin in the Khazad Paradise Keep spendin most my life, livin in the Khazad Paradise
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Bojakk delivers a second set of lyrics and song to the remembrancers and to the tavern. Apparently Ajax has been trying out a new style of sonnet, feeling this one would appeal much more to the newer generations of dead, with harder beats and a more intense set of lyrics attached. Jax Gonna give it to yah Yeah [woo] Yeah yeah, [Woo] [YEAH!] Don't be mistaken This songwriting style, is mine, you heard?! This isn't some ludacris hobby Disregard what you've heard It's what you're hearing [It's what you're hearing] It's what you're hearing [Hear us] It's what you're hearing [Hear us] It's what you're hearing [Hear us] Jax gon' give it to yah Screw waiting for you to hear it, Jax gonna deliver it to yah [oh!] Knock knock open up the door its real! With the hard hitting lines made of dwarven steel! Write hard, getting busy with it But I made so many bars That I'll make the dwedmar wonder if he did it Dang right, and I'll do it again [yeah] 'Cause I am right so words i've got to spin. Break bread with the Urguani [What?] But no matter how many commissions i'll break what you're sending me [yeah] You khazadmar never wanted [uh, what?] but your culture saved, Boy! and thats on a light day! I'm composing lines, the King norli said "please" [Uh!] But he won't be expecting the words I squeeze Check These! if the only thing you dwed did [come on] was come out to play, stay out my way, khazadmar! Born up on the rock, taken lifes toll I let the lines pop, go let em go! [what?] Jax gon give it to ya [uh], he gon give it to yah Jax gon give it to ya [uh], he gon give it to yah Born up on the rock, taken lifes toll I let the lines pop, go let em go! [what?] Jax gon give it to ya [uh], he gon give it to yah Jax gon give it to ya [uh], he gon give it to yah Ain't never gave nothin' to me [yeah] But every time i turn around Dwarves got they hands out wanting songs from me [uh-huh] I'll straight kill it, so you will get it! [yeah] Let's leave it at that cause I got belka's spirit [yeah] Hit it with full strength [What?] I'm an Ulrah Dwed so I face the world like a gobbo in the ork pen You're against me, do you have a clue? [uh-uh, uh-uh] If I can spit bars this hard I CAN FIGHT TOO! I'm a beast in dwarf clothing [what?] Only Frostbeard that you know who can sit in exile come back and bust this culture open I've been doing this for three long years [What?] Beardlings wanna fight me, fight these tears![What?] I put in work but it's all for my kin [uh] but these dwed forgot what a song is [uh-huh] They don't know who i be Looking, but they don't know what I see, Khazad Born up on the rock, taken lifes toll I let the lines pop, go let em go! [what?] Jax gon give it to ya [uh], he gon give it to yah Jax gon give it to ya [uh], he gon give it to yah Born up on the rock, taken lifes toll I let the lines pop, go let em go! [what?] Jax gon give it to ya [uh], he gon give it to yah Jax gon give it to ya [uh], he gon give it to yah Eyo where my Frostbeard's at?! I know I got them down in the holme, give em love and they give it back Write too much for too long? [Nah!] I won't give up I'm too strong [yeah!] Love to them Grandaxe honeys! [yeah!] Shoutout to dwedmar that done it [come on!] It even about the gold It's about dropping lines that are bold, yo, for real [uh-uh, uh-uh] Born up on the rock, taken lifes toll I let the lines pop, go let em go! [what?] Jax gon give it to ya [uh], he gon give it to yah Jax gon give it to ya [uh], he gon give it to yah Born up on the rock, taken lifes toll I let the lines pop, go let em go! [what?] Jax gon give it to ya [uh], he gon give it to yah Jax gon give it to ya [uh], he gon give it to yah
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Bojakk Frostbeard, at the request of Dulgran, Created this song in response to their epic slaughtering of hundreds of bears. Taking the time to post it upon this day to the tavern hall as well as a hand delivered copy to Dulgran himself. The battle of Ursan Run In 18-oh-Four went to the southern peak Both the Ironstrake brothers, down for some game to seek We took a keg'a beer, and a boxa taters for a snack Then all hell broke loose with the bloody bears attack We swung our axes as the bears kept a-comin' Was quite a lot for only two dwed to go through We swung all night and they began a runnin' With all these bloody bodies we'll see what we can do We look down a hill and we see them ursa's come and there musta been a thousand of them chargin' at me chum they looked so fuzzy as they let out their fierce roar We just stood atop our hillock and readied their blood to pour Oh We swung our axes as the bears kept a-comin' Was quite a lot for only two dwed to go through We swung all night and they began a runnin' With all these bloody bodies we'll see what we can do Ol' Dulgran said "We can cut them chubbers down If we hold this hilltop and bring our hammers down" We hefted our hammers til we saw their beady eyes well Then we brought down our hardened steel and really gave em' Well, We swung our axes as the bears kept a-comin' Was quite a lot for only two dwed to go through We swung all night and they began a runnin' With all these bloody bodies we'll see what we can do He swung is axe till the handle came apart So he grabbed his longsword and continued with his part His feet were surrounded in heads and ursan slime Then he let out a mighty roar and the dwed lost his mind We swung our axes as the bears kept a-comin' Was quite a lot for only two dwed to go through We swung all night and they began a runnin' With all these bloody bodies we'll see what we can do Yeah they came from the briers, and they cam from the brambles and they crashed through the bushes to come and have a go They charged so fast that we nearly couldn't slash em The bloody hillock became a mass grave with each blow One, two, three, four Down Swing! three, four One, two, three, four Down Swing!, three , four One, two, three, four One, two, three, four
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Bojakk Frostbeard, once again upon his father's request, posts a song to the halls of Urguan's Tavern, to the remembrancers, and hands out various copies to passers by. Through Belka's Eyes A single pearl in the Grand king's throne Though it's glossy gleam does shine Can never know it's purpose In the mason's grand design And the stone that sits on the very top Of the mountain's mighty face Will only be as grand in worth as the stones that form the base! So how can you know what a dwarf is worth, is it gold or family ties? You can never see your true value as a mortal You must look at your life Look at your life through Belka's eyes. Lai-le-lai-lai-lee-lai-lai Lai-lai-lai-lai-lai La-lai-lai-lai-lai-lee-lai-lai Lai-lai-lai-lai-lai-lai Lai-le-lai-lai-lee-lai-lai Lai-lai-lai-lai-lai La-lai-lai-lai-lai-lee-lai-lai Lai-lai-lai-lai-lai-lai Lai-le-lai-lai-lee-lai-lai Lai-lai-lai-lai-lai La-lai-lai-lai-lai-lee-lai-lai Lai-lai-lai-lai-lai-lai The hordes of gold in the holme, is less than what a warm meal brings And to a lost beardling a simple dwarf is greater than all the umri kings. If a dwarf were to lose all he owns does he not yet have value still? You should know that it is, His greatest treasure is his will! So how do you measure the worth of a dwarf in steel or strength or mind? In how much he mined or how many he's slain? The answer will come Will come to those who relies looking upon his life through belka's eyes And that is why the clan shares all we have with you Though there's much to go around For if we were to have nothing we'd give you what was found! No life can escape the tide of woe and wheel and chance And even if you have two left feet You must learn to join the dance You must learn to join the dance Lai-le-lai-lai-lee-lai-lai Lai-lai-lai-lai-lai La-lai-lai-lai-lai-lee-lai-lai Lai-lai-lai-lai-lai-lai Lai-le-lai-lai-lee-lai-lai Lai-lai-lai-lai-lai La-lai-lai-lai-lai-lee-lai-lai Lai-lai-lai-lai-lai-lai Lai-le-lai-lai-lee-lai-lai Lai-lai-lai-lai-lai La-lai-lai-lai-lai-lee-lai-lai Lai-lai-lai-lai-lai-lai So how do you judge what a dwarf is worth By what he crafts or buys? You can never see with your eyes below Look through Belka's Eyes! Look at your life Look at your life Look at your life through belka's eyes!
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Bojakk Frostbeard, at request of his father Ajax, would run around Urguan submitting this song to the remembrancers, the tavern, and to king Norli directly. Urguan, Urguan! [Urguan's Drinking Song] Urguan Our beloved mountain bold Vault containing hordes of gold. Of forefathers past. Urguan The place that we'll defend In our hearts until the end Our clans great prize. Crasftsdwed hey hey hey, raise your glasses! [ha ha] Legionnaires ha ha ha, your strength is shown [ha ha] Kal'Dara-kaan kaan kaan, you hold our masses [ha ha] To our Grand king Norli bottoms up! [hey hey hey hey] Urguan Urguan master made axe in hand We'll defend the greatest land ho ho ho ho ho, hey Urguan Urguan Working hard for all the day Then we drink our cares away! ha ha ha ha ha, hey! Urguan Urguan Lives gilded in finery from a grand refinery ho ho ho ho ho, hey Urguan Urguan Come and dance on table top drink and laugh until we drop! ha ha ha ha ha! Urguan The greatest mountain height Scenery to poets delight nowhere else as good. u-u-u-u-Urguan When I can see you again back to my cozy den and tasty food. Crasftsdwed hey hey hey, raise your glasses! [ha ha] Legionnaires ha ha ha, your strength is shown [ha ha] Kal'Dara-kaan kaan kaan, you hold our masses [ha ha] To our Grand king Norli bottoms up! [hey hey hey hey] Urguan Urguan Butting heads is so much fun! Drinking ale by the tunne! ho ho ho ho ho, hey! Urguan Urguan In gambling, if I lose my buddies will buy me booze ha ha ha ha ha, hey! Urguan! [Urguan] Lala lala la lala lala lala la Ho ho ho ho ho, hey! Urguan! [Urguan] Lala lala la lala lala lala la ha ha ha ha ha Oh oh, oh oh, oh, oh oh oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh [Urguan] Urguan [Hey hey, hey, hey, hey, hey] Urguan Urguan Raises your glasses to the bold! Because of them we'll all grow old! ho ho ho ho ho Urguan Urguan Drinking buddies always near Whiskey's gone? Now drink beer! ha ha ha ha ha, [Urguan... urguan] Urguan Even in deadest night you are a shining light shown near and far! U-u-u-u-Urguan Beyond the mountain's cold forrest dwed's majestic hold of wood and mud Crasftsdwed hey hey hey, raise your glasses! [ha ha] Legionnaires ha ha ha, your strength is shown [ha ha] Kal'Dara-kaan kaan kaan, you hold our masses [ha ha] To our Grand king Norli bottoms up! [hey hey hey hey] Urguan Urguan Drinking spirits oh so fine! what a way to chase elf wine! ho ho ho ho ho, hey! Urguan Urguan Here is where I want to stay! all the others can burn away! ha ha ha ha ha, hey! Urguan Urguan See the greatest cavalry! Gleaming horns a sight to see! ho ho ho ho ho, hey! Urguan Urguan Your Legion's might I adore Defend your land forevermore! Ha ha ha ha ha, HEY!
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Bojakk Frostbeard, Song of Ajax. At request of Dhaen Grandaxe, has composed and wrote a song to show the good in her as well as give mention to her help to the hold. Being new to Urguan, this is what he cobbles together. That Merchant Life Stretching in bed then I wander into my kitchen Get myself a tankard of ambition I yawn and give Jorin a good morning embrace Hop in the warm bath Trying to get my blood goin' Out to the Hall crafts-dwed all glowin' helping the hold with that Merchant life Workin' that Merchant life Gotta keep the hold a livin' And you know I try Taxes taken To guilds givin' The accounting work and they never give me credit But those great projects wouldn't be if you didn't That Merchant life, For my clan and Mountain You would think that I, Would earn a plaque on a Fountain Want to move a head With projects but the king won't let me I swear sometimes the men are out to get me.. Mmmmmm. They try to tear you down with a song bout your takin' They think that these building's magically be makin' but you know to make em we gotta pay.. You're in the same boat with all of your dwedmar Workin' for the day That you unveil the Grand Bar And it'll wash all the hate away. Workin' that Merchant life Gotta keep the hold a livin' And you know I try Taxes taken To guilds givin' The accounting work and they never give me credit But those great projects wouldn't be if you didn't Merchant life, They prod and they taunt you But you just walk on by Because you know it's not about you In the Khazad's game With the mina that you hall it You'll spend your life Padding Urguans's Wallet!
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Ajax Frostbeard sends out another round of couriers. another song posted from his reserves. Still reclusive in his home as he carries on his work. My Dearest Bojak My dearest Bojakk What to do with you.. You have my eyes You have your mother's smile. When you came into this world, I cried, as you touched my heart. I'm dedicating every day to you Exile life I always thought was wild But for my child.. I had pulled you out , nations tore apart.. Of a dream I thought was smart... You came of age during tribulation I'll teach and prepare you, I'll hunt and care for you. Until a dwed reformation I'll pass it onto you make Urguan home to you And we'll return again someday, Someday.. Yes, we'll return again someday, someday.. Oh Bojak, when you laugh I am undone My son.. My only son.. I've left you things worth looking for There's much more dwed culture to adore.. Oh Bojak If you had known the foolish things.. I've done... Frostbeards and Urguan torn apart... Actions I thought were smart... My parents were not around (Verthaik then came around.) I swear that i'll be around for you.. I'll Do whatever it takes (To make up for all my mistakes) To keep the world safe and sound for you.. came of age during tribulation I taught and prepared you I hunted and cared for you. Now in the age of reformation I pass it onto you Urguan's now home for you And we return again today, today... Yeah you've returned to me today....
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Ajax Frostbeard, still locked away within his home, sends out another courier. Another set of copies sent to their usual places, and the last copy pinned to the Tavern. Dwed of the Kingdom have begun to not see Ajax in several stone days now. Urguan Khazadmar [A real Dwarf] I am Urguan Khazadmar! I am the fire of Yemekar! I am Urguan Khazadmar! Fight for our land! Fight for our clan! When Oren bears down and you burn inside! You have to take a stand and crush their tide If you hurt my clan, and you hurt my pride I'll carry outa grudge, I won't let it slide! I am Urguan Khazadmar! I am the fire of Yemekar! I am Urguan Khazadmar! Fight for our land! Fight for our clan! I bear the mark of my mountain holme And for my allies to the plains i'll roam The Brathmordakin's fire is inside of me! By Yemekar's word this world will stay free! I am Urguan Khazadmar! I am the fire of Yemekar! I am Urguan Khazadmar! Fight for our land! Fight for our clan! I am Urguan Khazadmar! [FOR THE HOLME!] I am the fire of Yemekar! [FOR URGUAN!] I am Urguan Khazadmar! Fight for our land! Fight for our clan! [Instrumental interlude] If you hurt my clan, and you hurt my pride I'll carry outa grudge, I won't let it slide! I am Urguan Khazadmar! [Mountain holme!] I am the fire of Yemekar! [For Urguan!] I am Urguan Khazadmar! Fight for our land! Fight for our clan! I am Urguan Khazadmar! [FOR THE HOLME!] I am the fire of Yemekar! [For Urguan!] I am Urguan Khazadmar! Fight for our land! Fight for our clan!
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Ajax Frostbeard, Still locked away in his home, sends a letter via courier to the remembrancers with a copy of this song. Tasking the same courier with nailing an additional copy to the Tavern as per his usual schedule. The only concerning thing is, Ajax is spending less and less time outside his house whilst the months go on. A Frostbeard's Regrets Young blue eyes painted face Into conflict i've been placed Hide away Safe I'll stay Until the realm is whole again. Burning hate, My Regret caring for child, fills my head Call my name back again Kaz'ulrah is no more Urguan, my new home Give me rest in my old age Urguan, my new home my new home my new home Suddenly Verthaik's Dead.. Rest entombed now, my old friend.. Times are gone for zealous men, This is the cost Ideals take In my youth, Rebel streak Now as Elder, peace i speak. Dungrimm send spirits away No heroes left to adore. Urguan, my new home Give me rest in my old age Urguan, my new home my new home my new home Urguan, my new home Give me rest in my old age Urguan, my new home My new Home (Ur-Gu-An! Ur-Gu-An!) My new Home (Ur-Gu-An! Ur-Gu-An!) My new Home (Ur-Gu-An! Ur-Gu-An!) My new Home (Ur-Gu-An! Ur-Gu-An!) Hang my head Bend my knee Can at last my soul be free? Urguan, my new home Give me rest in my old age Urguan, my new home my new home my new home Urguan, my new home Give me rest in my old age Urguan, my new home My new Home (Ur-Gu-An! Ur-Gu-An!) My new Home (Ur-Gu-An! Ur-Gu-An!) My new Home (Ur-Gu-An! Ur-Gu-An!) My new Home (Ur-Gu-An! Ur-Gu-An!)
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Ajax Frostbeard, now with stars in his eyes at hearing of the great artistic competition coming on, quickly makes his rounds to post his daily song from his reserve pile, near locking himself in his home to continue to churn out his music and works in preparation for the gold he hopes to submit to represent the creative minds of the dwarves. Keep your Hammer By your side They'll march onto mountain high They'll come all this way to die Because when Oren comes to us we won't hide They'll come charging forth so fast. But they're weak and they can't Last. Keep your hammer by your side! Singing "Urguan, This world was left for us!" Singing "Urguan, to be in your grace it is enough" So we'll take a stand Defending Clan and Land! Keep your hammer by your side They'll come day and they'll come night They'll have our treasures in their sight! But their scrap heap weapons barely keep They think that they are brave but we'll dump them in mass grave Keep your hammer by your side! Singing "Urguan, This world was left for us!" Singing "Urguan, to be in your grace it is enough" But we don't fight alone We'll strike you down against the stone Keep your hammer by your side They'll have pike's and they'll have horse But against cannon's they'll feel remorse and we won't give up our home when we can fight! They'll seethe with all their hate but we'll break their back against our gate Keep your hammer by your side! Singing "Urguan, This world was left for us!" Singing "Urguan, to be in your grace it is enough" When we see your face We know we will protect our race I'll keep my hammer by my side Keep my hammer by my side! Singing "Urguan, This world was left for us!" Singing "Urguan, to be in your grace it is enough" When we see your face We know we will protect our race I'll keep my hammer by my side Keep my hammer by my side Keep your hammer by your side
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Ajax Frostbeard, once again posts a song upon the door of the tavern, though not as enthusiastic to make copies for the rememberancers given its dower tones. Bones in the Tomb Oh I bid farewell to the holme that i've known and down to the planes of Oren I've flown. To search for my long ago forgotten friends To search for the land I hear all soldiers end As the spirits of dead fill the space of my mind I march without stopping 'til peace I can find I fear not the weather, for I'm dwedmari. I remember the fallen, do they think of me? When their bones in the tomb forever shall be. I drive forth through the night once again to a place where my hope died along with my friend So I swallow my grief and face life's final test To find promise of peace, and honor in rest. As the songs of my brothers fill the space of my ears Their laughter like beardlings, their beckoning cheers My heart longs for solace, but where can it be? I remember the elders, do they think of me? When their bones in the tomb forever shall be. When at last before oren wolves I do stand. I shed a small tear, only sword bore in hand. Ghosts of my brothers, who've faced struggle and strife. Their smiles beyond say I don't owe them my life. As the soul of the dead in my memory do drive The pack of wolve charge forth, set to eat me alive I'm this far from dinner, this close to see, My dear departed brothers, do they think of me? When my bones in the Tomb, forever shall be. Now that I'm staring down death's dark abyss.. I'm not sure what I want, but I know it's not this. As my comrades call out to hold Fast and strike on With a roar I drive my blade forth, 'til the darkness has gone. As the souls of the dead live for'er in my mind As I live the centuries that they left me behind I'll stay in the holme but still gaze out to see The souls of my brothers, and care for me. For our souls to the forge forever shall be. I see my brothers, and they care for me... For our souls to the forge, forever shall be.
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Ajax Frostbeard, busy at work with his various writings both private and for public, sets aside time to make a song, to bolster the morale of Urguan as well as to continue on with his regular spreading of song and culture. He hopes this song at the very least will be of some joy to the legion or those who might form a militia to defend holme and clan in times of peril. Dubbing this domestic militia the 'Home Army'. The Dwedmar Volunteers Some speak of mighty Grandaxe , and some of Emberhorn Of Frostbeard and of Ireheart, clans of noble born. But with all these brave dwed families, pledge their service here! To defend their sacred mountain, is the dwedmar volunteer! When pompous men of Oren, besiege our mighty walls. This patriotic heroes, begins blasting cannon-balls. To send the human regiments, running in their fears To defend their sacred mountainholme, are the dwedmar volunteers When out our legion marches, to prepare for their crusade. Our brave remnant militia, erects a palisade. Be he centuries old veteran, or babe of thirty years! To defend their sacred mountainholme, become dwedmar volunteers Now let us fill a tankard, and drink to health of those who defended their clan and Grand hall, whilst wearing ragged clothes Make known their noble sacrifice, and noticed by their peers! They defend our sacred mountainholme! They are dwedmar Volunteers!
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Ajax Frostbeard in his usual stint of writing has composed a new song! Posting it quickly in the tavern hall in Urguan's mountain holme he returns to his home to make additional copies, wishing to send them out to the other nations of the world. His hopes are this song can become popular enough and be enjoyed outside the kingdom as well. The Indomitable Cavalryman I'm Haenseti, I'm Norlan Im a Holy Oren son Charging Khazadmar across the plain I'm the lancer on a dun I'm an Uruk on the run I'm a Horseman here to bring you pain. Was with Verthaik and the 7th 16-06 or was it 7? Countless Urguan footmen i did hew And the tears and tribulation Of that proud dwardmari nation Them I know because I was riding with them too And I ate rations on the run, Riding with the Uruk hun In the distant redrock steppe while in their prime Whether coalition, or sedition, in these wars' painful attrition I had burned down your village in the night And I knew the Fierce Sultan, and rode their swift arabians Harassing heavy northmen upon their heavy drafts. And yet I rode the Pereshan against the Federal Suitican And once again blood in sand was cast. (well) I'm Haenseti, I'm Norlan Im a Holy Oren son Charging Khazadmar across the plain I'm the lancer on a dun I'm an Uruk on the run I'm a Horseman here to bring you pain. Well I've worn the Talon's Crimson If you're quiet and you'll listen You'll know that It was with him that I stood When along the ports kids cried as their mounted constable died Cut down by highwaymen's cold blood. Well I's the prancing heavy lancer when I fought beside Ruskan dancers Suffrage of Haenseti's Oren Raids. And mine was not to question why Mine was but to do or die In Elvenesse, with their Charging Light Brigade On mountain high in Rocky eden Be me Urguan be me Heathen The Traitor to the hammer I will put With A Crack Flanking Maneuver I'm a Norlan mounted trooper Striking Terror into Landsknecht men on foot. (well) I'm Haenseti, I'm Norlan Im a Holy Oren son Charging Khazadmar across the plain I'm the lancer on a dun I'm an Uruk on the run I'm a Horseman here to bring you pain. Well I knew my days are numbered As all the fortresses lumber More modern innovations then again No match for arcane fire, or Dorimnur's Cannon-shot With a swift rear guard action i retreat. No Match for Pikeman's Ire, or Hefty Golems fought Reluctant, I retire and take my leave. These days I ride as special forces On those wild Druidic horses To those southerners we give our thanks And no matter which side deployed on If you want this battle won, You'll always need me to strike at their flanks. (well) I'm Haenseti, I'm Norlan I'm a Holy Oren son Charging Khazadmar across the plain I'm the lancer on a dun I'm an Uruk on the run I'm a Horseman here to bring you pain. I'm a horseman here to bring you pain. Was with the Greenskins as they pleaded To find the wells so badly needed And The Kahazad War rams charging Oren ranks Saw high elves mount struck down in a haenseti town The Night We charged the empire down As we piled them both up like cordwood planks
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Ajax Frostbeard, in keeping up with his usual regular songwriting and postings, had created a song for the miners. He was amused with this song to the point of humming it to himself as he walked along the halls, posting it to the Workers Guild's, Remembrancer's, and Tavern's doors. He continued to hum as he returned home. Hopeful that the dwedmar would also enjoy his little tune. The Ration Man There once was a crew that drove their picks through the hardest of stone, for ore to kick from mines below deep down a-ground Dive down me bully boys Go! Soon may the Ration Man come! To bring us torches and bread and rum One day when the minin' is done, We'll take our pay and go! Now they'd not been two days a-ground when before their eyes, a gold vein found! The Foreman called the dwed and swore We'd take that ore in tow! Soon may the Ration Man come! To bring us torches and bread and rum One day when the minin' is done, We'll take our pay and go! Before a pick had touched the ore micah gave way and a hole did bore! but the foreman's life-line had not tore he did not fall below! Soon may the Ration Man come! To bring us torches and bread and rum One day when the minin' is done, We'll take our pay and go! With no dwed lost, and ore was freed The Ol' foreman's mind was not on greed But he belonged to the miner's creed He'd take that vein in tow! Soon may the Ration Man come! To bring us torches and bread and rum One day when the minin' is done, We'll take our pay and go! For forty days or even more Minecarts came up,and back once more They hauled carts of gravel by the score As the vein crept down below Soon may the Ration Man come! To bring us torches and bread and rum One day when the minein' is done, We'll take our pay and go! As far as i've heard the crew's still on No dwed's come up, and the veins not gone! The Ration man makes his usual call to replenish the foreman crew and all! Soon may the Ration Man come! To bring us torches and bread and rum One day when the minein' is done, We'll take our pay and go-oh! Soon may the Ration Man come! To bring us torches and bread and rum One day when the minein' is done, We'll take our pay and go!
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Ajax Frostbeard, having heard of, and to a lesser degree seen the works of his kin in the making and use of great bombarding cannons in war's past, has written up a song regarding those who operate them. Posting it both in the tavern and in the remembrancer's hall doors. The Artillerist Dwarf song Some dwarves are born, banner raised in hand Oooh That orange and gray too, oh! And When the minstrels strike up a beat! Oooh They hand the cart reigns to you, oh! It ain't me! It ain't me-e-e! I ain't the infantry, son! no! It ain't me! It ain't me-e-e! I'm the dwarf hauling canon. Some Dwed are born, dreams of War-Rams! Lo, raised on saddles oh! And When the legion calls to make a stand Lo they charging out the hall like a tornado oh! It ain't me! It ain't me-e-e! I ain't the Cavalry, Son, no! It ain't me! It ain't me-e-e! I'm stuck loading the gun! The Glory born in Starbreaker eyes Ooh they on march out to war, Lo! And when they meet uruks out on the field ooh they only slaughter more! more! more! yeah! It ain't me! It ain't me-e-e! I ain't no war hero son, son. It ain't me! It ain't! me! I'm the dwed stuck ranging the gun, gun. It ain't me! It ain't me-e-e! I ain't the infantry, son! It ain't me! It ain't me-e-e! I'm in the support corps son...
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Ajax Frostbeard, not even a few hours after nailing a song upon the tavern door, nails another one right below it. Content in his dedication to honoring the clans as much as he can. Kill Fight Charge That's what a Khazad should do Top of the game, fearing their name They are the Ire-hearts In a war, one to see They are the Ur-gu-an Army Century 17 Khazadmar Intervene in '91 there were done debating There in the hillocks on a small part of land It's a battle that defines history 4 times attacked and 4 times repelled the 5th time they finally break uruk's line! Brave as they come, Ireheart on the drum And the orcs run in fear of their name! Kill Fight Charge That's what a Khazad should do Top of the game, fearing their name They are the Ire-hearts In a war, one to see They are the Ur-gu-an Army Irehearts charge ahead, their attack bringing dread Put to test in the marshy barrows Clearing the swamp lands and advance to the trees It's the end of the war that's in sight Through uruks they chew, it's a final breakthrough They're the key to controlling the battlefield Brave as they come, Ireheart on the drum And the orcs run in fear of their name Kill Fight Charge That's what a Khazad should do Top of the game, fearing their name They are the Ire-hearts In a war, one to see They are the Ur-gu-an Army In times they are needed, take heed they'll be near When a brother has fallen, this dwedmar arise To inspire the lost into glorious feats that would give them their fame that lives onto this day. When.. In times they are needed, take heed they'll be near When a brother has fallen, this Dwedmar arise To inspire the lost into glorious feats that would give them their fame that lives onto this day. Come on yeh bloody bastards! Canne Keep Yemekar waiten forever! Kill Fight Charge That's what a Khazad should do Top of the game, fearing their name They are the Ire-hearts In a war, one to see They are the Ur-gu-an And for always Brave Irehearts do roar And are always Are the Ur-gu-an Army!
