Hymns Of A Dragon Lancer Part 1

The Story Peddlar's Dirge

Rejoice! For I rose with the Roses in the twilight
Of the time of the old when all hearts were gold
On twinkling snake eyes I fly for the summit
For a time to rest is no longer valid

And here on the road of kings and beggars
I set up my shop for a price and per hour
With not but a smile I spread my worn scrolls
For a moment of reading is a heaven to the knowing

To few I did say that a king once I tutored
From a silly little prat to the noblest of humans
And now he reigned in the grassland of the Lords
But I was and will still be, a bard of the ages

Alas! I remember a time of Great Distress
The Ofla Fever, a pestilence of the sky
A scourge so terrible, five nations gave truce
And The Kings of The Table convened at last

The First One is Green, King Leytroska his name
Guardians of the Spear, Keeper of the Woods
His palace his trees, they looked no different
The plague struck there first, Feydona is in mourning

The Fiery One beside him The Horned King Kayekrisk
Volcanoes and gold, red fortunes of Plaik
The Lord of all Magick, The Shield of First Maiden
In here was the cure, in here was the curse!

Along came Untaienesq, The Blue Count of Pisaembel
To Kayekrisk his foe, like fire and water
Their fathers they fought, and their fathers before them
Fo the Pearl of the Heavens, the ultimate of greed!

This next one is strange, Queen Neftrash The Sombre
Grey Mountains Suh-Hek, Usmekna and Haidze
She lived not on earth but afloat in between
A Mistress of Arms, Machines and Contraptions

And then came the Young One, Prince Flisbee The Eftarshq
The King of Starfarers, The Wingved Arhesht
The steppes of Prush Halli his country it sits
And here is their Hall, "The First of Ceasefires"

The Royals they sat, disgusted at first
But to think of their fate, discussions they did
No answers in sight, though cure is in reach
But as the day died, a rude shock came knocking!