"Ale for Tales" Tavern Tales and songs.

[jaycol]

       * Jaycol buys a round. Then sings out a merry tune.

     We're all Buddies here

       We're all buddies here
       As long as there's beer
       We'll probably have one few to many
       We'll laugh at bad jokes
       An' pick at some folks
       In harm we don't mean them any

       We're all buddies here
       As long as there's beer
       We'll toast to any dumb thing
       If you think that's bad
       What is really sad
       Is that we all think we're good when we sing

       We're all buddies here
       As long as there's beer
       We hate it when they close the doors
       We'll all beg and cry
       Some with tears in their eye
       "Ah! Come on and give us one more"

[jaycol]

       *Jaycol laughs as he shares another merry tune to the patrons of Kada-El's


     Oh, Might ye have a tria or two

       Oh! Might ye have a tria or two
       I seem ta be down on me luck
       I spent mine on ale, gambling, and ladies
       An' now I find meself stuck

       Oh! Might ye have a tria or two
       So I can get well on me way
       I'll be ever indebted to you
       An' hope some day ta repay

       Oh! Might ye have a tria or two
       I hate ta beg on the street
       It makes me feel so Despicable
       But, think of the people I meet

       Oh! Might ye have a tria or two
       So I can get a meal in me gut
       I wasn't thinking well the night before
       An' drank meself deep in a rut

       Oh! Might ye have a tria or two
       I'll repay ye when I'm doin' well
       Oh! thank ye, Thank ye, Thank ye, Sir
       Move along now here comes someone else



       [Blaaah, rat tails! Look at the time, I gots ta go ta work. "Gotta dig the gold."  hahahahahhaah]

[Anumesa]

It may come as a surprise to most to find
that a lady is not always kind

She smiles and giggles and twirls a bit
and the next second she will throw a fit

Our patience may seem to never end
while inside, our heartstrings tear and bend

This results in an ironic state
one minute glad, the next irate!

So gentlemen, surprise your gals
keep them smiling, raise morale!

And girls, lets try a little harder
not to torture when we're lacking ardor

So gents, prepare your best to please
your temperemental beloved ladies!!

[jaycol]

       *Jaycol whips out his moldy book of lost thoughts. (I have used it a couple of times  I just never said so)

       The committed crime

       Of all  the things
       To write about
       Something needs said
       About the doubt

       A pen and paper
       Used to record
       A thought that most
       Would disregard

       To keep it handy
       But stashed away
       To read once again
       Before it's thrown away

       To wish to yourself
       At a later time
       To have what was lost
       From the committed crime

[jaycol]

       *Jaycol laughs to himself as he reads his next poem.

     Whistle and whittle


       Whistle and whittle
       A tune and a chip
       I picked up some apples
       And gave one to Harnquist
       The crowd stood around
       As they always do
       Lost in idle chat
       Ignoring the noob
       Who shouted in vain
       What do I do
       Then came the answer
       Kill a rat or two
       But I have no weapons
       Came the new one's reply
       Can you give me some money
       So one I could buy
       I laugh cause it's funny
       But I'm not sure why

       I reach in my pouch
       For a circle or two
       Or search through my pack
       For a weapon that'll do
       I'll help Ye out
       But I ask for a boon
       One day in your travels
       You'll meet someone new
       You need only to help them
       As I'm helping you
       Ok, They replied
       With the sword in their hand
       Where are the sewers
       I chuckled again

       Putting away my wood and my knife
       As the newcomer waits
       This way I replied
       A swagger in my gait
       So off to the sewers
       With the stranger in tow
       I called out a few seconds later
       Where did you go
       So I ran around the plaza
       And soon find my stray
       I say with heavy sigh
       Come, this way
       In a just few moment's
       We're at sewer's edge
       I tell them good luck
       As they climb down the ledge
       Oh thank you came a distance reply
       Followed soon after
       A quickened good bye

       So I write down their name
       And they become part of the group
       One more companion
       In our scattered out troop
       And several months later
       To this very day
       From a small helping hand
       A good friend I made



*FACT: [And just for the record, this poem is meant in jest. Many characters around Harnquist's are taking a break, or are busy with the forge and/or in another chat and often miss the what's in the main chat window. Very few times Have I ever seen someone ignored. (except for bad manner's or the use of internet shorthand) In most cases after they run off someone sends them a /tells and sets them straight. I was once one of those. Three people helped me out. One never played again. The other two have been gone for months. Thank you Thigied and Shangreloo, for being my mentors. I miss your friendship and still cherish your gift's. I wish you well]

[Anumesa]

* Anumesa smiles, sets her ale on the counter and begins to sing

"Patience is a fickle fool
the weak they lack
its calming rule
When trouble rears its ugly head
Why would we wait?
We whine instead.."

[jaycol]

       * "Ahhh! I have no doubts me friend" Jaycol says and buys a round for Drakon and Anumesa. "Mining be a sport of the heart"



        A warrior's  strength is in his honor
        It enforces one's belief about themselves
        It is one's shield
        One's armor
        One's sword
        It is a warrior's weakness


   "Here be a riddle for ye"

[jaycol]

        * Jaycol sips his ale and tells a tale he has heard in his travels.


The soul of Gold


Within the soul of gold
Lies a yearning that all men share
Since the days of old
It was sought without care
A precious thing
That could make one rich
A status symbol of power
It made men forget

As they sought it like cowards
They preyed on the weak
The helpless and the poor
Then turned on each other
And called it war

They sought it with passion
A lust never end
As they turned on their neighbor
their families, and friends
Until they lost in battle
That which in blood they gained

Over and over
Their bounty changed hands
Never to be cherished
By the same set again
The names and faces forgotten
As the gold reaches the market
No one wishes to know
The true price of it's worth
they only dealt in trias

As trinkets of pretty metal
As gifts of finery
Displayed in pride and vanity
Until in the dim light
Comes the slash of a blade
Yielded by a strong hand
And that fine precious metal
Passes hands once again

[jaycol]

        * Jaycol yawns as the wariness of the day takes it's toll upon him. He drinks from his mug of ale and a familiar grin crosses his face.  He begins to sing a song that he had learned from the soldiers near the Bronze Doors.


Oh, Bloody Ale


I tripped over my feet
and smashed my face
Oh...Bloody...Ale

I pulled out a tooth
an' laughter rocked the place
Oh....Bloody....Ale

It's the ale that did it
It's commonly known
Had nothing to do with me
It's evil it's true
it takes hold o' you
when it comes offered for free


My mug tipped over
an' spilled on the bar
Oh...Bloody...Ale

Sorry about your armor
Hope it don't rust at all
Oh...Bloody...Ale


It's the ale that did it
an' you should know
You been here a time or two
It's just not my night
nothing seems to go right
Just wait it'll happen to you

I tried to leave
And rolled on the floor
Oh...Bloody...Ale

So they picked me up
an' threw me out the door
Oh... Bloody...Ale

[jaycol]

Dancing Duel


With bows of respect
The dancers begin
A duel to the death
The living one wins
They circle each other
Both parry and yield
Advancing in caution
their skill is their shield

A deadly dance of wit
Experience and skill
Less concern to hit
As each dodges cold steel
Every stroke is as deadly
To both as they dance
Each step evenly weighed
To balance and chance

They feint, thrust, and parry
It seems forever in vain
They seem not to worry
In this dangerous game
Then with one step to many
That one can't amend
Brings the finishing stroke
And the dance to an end

[jaycol]

                                                                                                                                                                                                         

CONGRATULATIONS ANUMESA AND KENZEL

[Here is your wedding gift.  Hope you like it.  It was intended to have three background harmonies, that I haven't worked out yet. If I ever do I'll send it to you. (I have no skill levels in such things) I will try to get the tune worked out for you Anumesa so you can try your hand if you wish. Anyway, here it is enjoy, and best wishes to you both.]
(And to all you other animated couples out there)

                                                                                                                                                                                )Jaycol





   UNDER THE OPEN SKY

   "I want to feel your love,
    under the open sky."

   "I want to feel your heart,
    beating with mine."

   "I want to feel,
    I want to feel,
    your love surround me,
    securing me tight."

   "Under the open sky,
    out in the crystal light,
    tell me you love me,
    tell me your mine."

   "I want to feel your love,
    under the open sky."

   "I want to feel your heart,
    beating with mine."

   "Please, hold me tightly,
    with your arms around me."

        "Pull me in closer,
     I want to know."

        "Show me, what love is,"

   "And, how far it goes."

        "Under the open sky
         where our hearts are free"

        "So beautifully open"

        "As our love will be"

        "Oh, I want to feel,
         I want to feel
         make this forever
         make this for real"

        "I want to feel your love,
         under the open sky."

        "I want to feel as one."

        "As life passes by"

        "Let it be on it's way.
         I rest in your embrace
         Knowing you love me,
         So true in your face."

        "Under the open sky"

        "Is where I'll be"

        "Holding on to forever"

        "The love you give me"

        "I want to feel your love.
         under the open sky."  

        "I want to feel your heart,
         as it beats with mine."

        "I want to feel."

        "Under the open sky."

        "I want to feel"

        "This being so right."

        "So tell me you love me,
         make it feel real."

        "Under the open sky."
        
        "I want to feel"


        "Please"




        "Let this be real."
      

  

[jaycol]

              Jaycol orders a round for the house.


Here with the beer


We dag down in da mine
Workin' hard through da day
Our picks keepin' time
Ringin' da stone, without sway
Da dust flew up high
An' chocked our each breath
Hopin' with every hard strike
Would yield out da best
Then down through da shaft
Came an echoin' Cheer
Hey Ya'all
I'm here with the beer

Much clangin' and clamor
our picks dropped down bare
As we shuffled an' staggered
over da debris dat was there
Blinded by daylight
Our noses keyed ta da scent
Ta an open cast o' beer
Dat we drank till was spent
Then with heavy sighs
Down da shaft we returned
Ta pick at da stone
Till our blissers did burn

Long into da night
Our picks rang their sad song
In da dim candle's light
As we all worked along
Once in a great while
A nugget rolled free
An' was placed on the pile
Where da other one's be
Smile's wide on our faces
We nodded each our consent
Turnin' back ta da stone
Our morale nearly spent
Then down through da darkness
Came a shout ta our ears
Hey Ya'all
I'm here with the beer

[jaycol]

    Jaycol buys himself two ales and moves out to the floor. He begins to sing.......and Tap dance

Two Fisted Drinker


   Tap - Tap -Tap

 "Oooooooooh!"

 "I be a two-fisted drinker
  All day, an' all night
  I can drink with me left
  I can drink with me right
  To a weary ol' traveler
  I'm an ale of a sight"

  Tap - Tap - Tap

 "Oooooooooooh!"

 "I be a two-fisted drinker
  I'm short, an' I'm stout
  I'm jolly, I'm merry
  I buy round after round
  I never let them get empty
  I never put them down"


  Tap - Tap - Tap

 "Oooooooooooooh!"

 "I be a two-fisted drinker
  I can toast to meself
  I can raise one mug
  With the other to me mouth
  When business is slow
  I'm the pride of the house"

  Tap - Tap - Tap

  "Ooooooooooooooh!"

  "I'm a two-fisted drinker
   I'm happy, wink, wink
   Nothin' gets me excited
   Like a good brew to drink
   'cept maybe a girl
   Hmmm? let me think"

Tap - Tap - Stagger - T
                                   a
                                       p - Shuffle
                                                           Crash
                                                                       "Huh?"                      
                                                                                      "Ohhh!"




"Anyone else see that Tefu go by?"

[jaycol]

Slide one down the bar, Brado


Slide one down the bar, Brado
It takes some skill of hand
To keep it scootin' along the surface
An' makin' sure it stands
Ta reach a happy patron
As it goes directly in his hand

Slide one down the bar, Brado
I'm sure it take's plenty of will
As ye push it with such perfect balance
Just enough so it doesn't spill
To an ever so thirsty traveler
It provides an eye opening thrill

Slide one down the bar, Brado
It's something I'll wager ta see
Just to watch if it slosh's alittle
As ye slide one on down here ta me
Just make sure I'm payin' attention
Or I'll be drinkin' up with me feet

[Anumesa]

  Once upon a fairy tale
  There was a perfect girl
  She had the fairest cheeks so pale
  And teeth as white as pearls

  She had a perfect attitude
  She had a perfect smile
  She blushed and giggled perfectly
  She was not easily beguiled

  She lived in a perfect little house
  With the perfect little pets
  She cooked the perfect dinner meals
  She lived without regrets

  One day she met the perfect man
  A prince from far away
  They lived together perfectly
  In a perfect married way

  They lived long perfect lives in bliss
  Their children perfect too
  Then they died together perfectly
  At the age of ninety-two

  And now the whole world scorns their name
  And strives day in and out
  To achieve a similar perfectness
  The perfectly devout