Elrum Irofel Song List

A PATH MADE NOT LOST - Composed by Elrum

When eyeless beasts comb the land,
Then shall be the time for all tribes to gather.
The march must be made, or the path will be lost.

Words the Sun King spoke, given unto us
Time come, now past, in His Wisdom trust
All came together, against the eyeless foe
Even whilst recovering from a deluge of woe

His Ivory was marred, the Grey a muddy mire
Ancient tree and sapling bore witness to mutations most dire
Bounty of the northlands, the noble heartwood, the Grey
Bore infestation, rotting, weakening old trunks with decay

In those hard borne days after the longest night
Golden shelled vermin crawled in Warreners sight.
Sink holes and fallen, still weighing on their hearts
When Chosen led Citizens, forced intruders, this life depart

Surif Born, Chosen Caste, all safe guarding His Domain
Rebuilt and attended this encroaching vermin in His name
Soon Ivory Walls once shattered, stood rebuilt in granduer
The Scaien gates, a beacon lit, steadfast and shining standard

Deep in the Grey was a hive where mutation first infested
Together His Ivory marched, growing blight they arrested
That day won, not a Citizen lost, yet there was still cost
One became eye-less and wouldn't concede, that which the Sun King deeded

Now a path is being made, not lost, from the city to the Grey
All Tuluki hands rise, supplies and aide they provide
Our Sun King spoke true when he spoke prophecy to us
Together Tuluk, together we grow, and in His Wisdom trust

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IMPRISONED BY ONES SELF - Composed by Elrum

I need another story, please...
Something not as sad as this...
I thought an Irofel's life was supposed to be adventure
Not some sick ironic twist...

This Irofel started young, so reckless and cocksure
Tales of Holten Irofel providing such grand allure!
He walked unto a training yard saying armor was of no import
Then met a harsh axe blow, twas one memorable retort!

This Irofel started young, so reckless and cocksure
Sitting around in dusty rooms seemed such a feckin' bore.
He danced amongst the gypsies spinning facades 'bout himself
Then found his words had turned to truth, losing a loved hearts wealth

This Irofel started young, so proud and well traveled
Surviving things he shouldn't have, his life must be  a-dazzled.
He sang carelessly throughout the Known land, twice!
Then lost his wits and happiness, it wasn't worth the price...

This Irofel became bold, so experienced and 'mature'
Dedicating his life to Tuluk and new trials to endure!
He rode along on patrols deep into the Grey expanse
Then came a day where hands were maimed, by chance

This Irofel isn't young, time is not his friend...
Things have not turned out, how he'd hoped in the end.
Has a tale, has a song, but his heart he still hath rend.

This Irofel isn't young, time is not his friend...
Many lessons he has failed in life, their value mis-comprehend
One's nature is not set, not a chain that binds their choice
Does not grant excuse, to break promises of their own voice...

This Irofel has one lesson though, for others of his kin
He hopes they listen well before their own paths begin
Heed the wisdom of your elders, but also of your peers
If you don't, then the cost will be that which you held most dear


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LUIRSFEST TUNE - Composed by Elrum

From White and Black,
Travelled long an' far to relax
No other place could it possibly be
But the Kuraci Outpost, you see!

Spice dens, Pleasure dens, all sorts of dens
Firebreather, wine, and spice for your sid to spend

From White an' Black,
Travelled long an' far to relax
Nab a spliff, grab a whore
Don't be the one who's a bore!!!

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COLLECTION OF EDUCATIONAL SAYINGS - Composed by Elrum

Bahamet trundle about like giant gurth
Their tremendous bite is the worst!
Hard to hit behind shells so large
if it's steak you seek you'd best charge, charge, charge!

Knives with scythe-like hands, motionless they lay
Poisons burn sight from eyes for a whole day
Unseen they will follow and suddenly attack
Knock back with mounted charge, then thwack!

Soldiers shells colored most black
Spraying acid leads the frantic attack
Bone, leather, and flesh melts away
Finish them quick or with lost limbs pay

Lady's barbed tail sways amongst eyeless kin
Her strike halts all motion after piercing skin
Oft with soldiers she'll prowl the Grey
Remove her first from any fray

Fliers buzz through red tinged sky
Poisons leave hunters sweating where they lie
In great swarms they'll pick you up
Then torn to pieces is your luck

Brutes are the biggest, with clubbed tails.
Their poisons will send one into raging flails.
Strong enough to fell half-giants.
On your quiver, you should be reliant.

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FROM DUN TIL BLACK - Composed by Elrum

From Dun's gate we ride out
Heading eastward, til goodbye we shout!

Southward bound we ride, into climes unkind
Through gith and dunes, a menhir we seek to find

The west winds we follow now, into lands much starker
Through salt flats and pitfalls, we hope for a red stone marker

Almost there, to a city most black
Long past is any chance to turn back

Guided south by the curve flow of sand
An ivory road overlays the land

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MEMORIAL SONG TO FALLEN CITIZENS - Composed by Elrum

Know a Citizen by how they act,
Whose company they keep,
To whose defense they leap.

Have you...

Heard a whistling sound from Grey Forest,
Found the fierce spirit beneath acid scarred flesh,
Battled the despair of diseases slow ravages...

Will you...

Have family lost beyond the sands,
Mourn students trained with thine own hands,
Fail to keep safe, someone you've held dear?

Remember a Citizen when they die,
What was the line they choose to defend?
And which foe did they bravely defy?


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SING ME A LOVE SONG - Composed by Esme al'Zeina Tan Muark

I wanted to sing you a song,
A song you could sing fooreeveer.
And I wanted to rhyyme,
And to bend phrase and tiime,
Into somethiing cleveer.

But yoou..
Deserve..
Something..
Beetteer.

If I could make all the mountains siing your name,
And all the full moons dance in your flames,
And promise to hold you...

.. for all my days,
It wouldn't be enough..
To show you my loove."


I wanted to paint you a dream,
Of all of the things that I love in you,
Of your boyish smile,
And the truth in your eyes.
And the way you always knew..

That you...
Deserved..
Someone beetteer.

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BARD & BEAST - Composed by Elrum

In the morning on the bed, they awakened
With a grumble a mumble, they started kaaankin'
She said he was a beast, he called her a bard!

The moment came! The beast was spent...
But the bardess toyed, she was not content!

She whispered more, he whispered where
They looked all over, before finding a chair.
The sun was high, the day half spent...

The man was wicked, his thoughts were dark
He readied a crop for a mounted lark!
The woman cried, her skin was flush
The rider lashed, no hurry or rush.

The chair held firm! Though it nearly broke
When done, from a pipe, they did toke
The man said please, the woman teased...

The sun was low, the moons were too
They had been at it til he was blue
The woman crooned, the fella sighed
She wrapped him in her thighs.

He was spent, but she wanted more.
She pinned him to the floor.
He said no, she went slow...



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In a calling manner, you sing, in sirihish:
     "Let the time pass
      Slip between our fingers
      Like so much dust and sand
      Tossed listlessly in the breeze, oh please?"

Musing, the chubby young blonde recites, in sirihish:
     "Let the time pass,
      Slipping between our fingers it doesn't last
      Tossed listlessly up in the breeze
      And yet in that moment it seems to freeze?"

You sing, in sirihish:
     "Come beneath the Jallal tree
      Let the time pass, just a moment, please...
      It slips between our fingers, it just doesn't last.
      Like dust tossed up listless in the morning breeze..."

Her unconfident tenor halting and uncertain, the lithe, greying woman sings, in sirihish:
     "Let the time pass
      Let it slip like sand between our fingers
      Each moment that we have won't last
      But the memories still linger."

Looking down at the chubby young blonde while conintuing the rhythm on your tortoiseshell-inlaid fiddle, you sing, in sirihish:
     "Yet in that moment, doesn't it just
      Doesn't it just seem to freeze?"

Dropping her voice shyly, squirming at the attention, the lithe, greying woman sings, in sirihish:
     "If time were a wine I would bottle it up
      I would cask it away for safe keeping
      That every moment with you I sup
      Could feel less fleeting."


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KURACI SPICE

Whether the spice that you seek is red, golden or black...There is nothing so fine as the smoke from Kurac.

When the wind it is raging and you're sick of the sand...Your troubles will fade with a tube in your hand.

When your lovers' gone and left you or travelled far away...One pipe and youll be ready to face another day.

Whether the spice that you seek is red, golden or black...There is nothing so fine than the smoke from Kurac.

When your bones are all weary and your eyes want to close...You'll be better in a moment with some spice up your nose.

When you're feeling like revelling you just give the sign...The party will be swinging with some spice in your wine.

O' Whether the spice you seek is red, golden or black...There just ain't nothing finer than the smoke from Kurac!



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UNLUCKY LADY - Composed by Elrum

All you fellas around me now
All wanting to touch me and wondering how
Let me tell you, this little trick
Take a step back, before I give you a kick!

That's right you heard me, you handsy lot
While we're on the topic, lets mention my cot
It's not for you, or you, or you!
If I catch you slipping on it, I'll tell you to shoo!

All you fellas around me now
All wanting to touch me and wondering how
Let me tell you, this is the way!
Get out your coinpouches and be ready to pay!




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TAME THE MOONS

Tingle come-a-jingle.
Jingle come-a-loon,
Have you heard of the templar
that tamed the moons?

Tamed Lirathu so she'd turn black
Tamed old Jihae, yah, that's a fact.
Tamed a halfling so it wouldn't bite,
Tamed a mercenary till she wouldn't fight.

Tamed an elf so it wouldn't steal,
Tamed a fat man to skip his meal.
Tamed a kank till it learned to fly,
Tamed Life itself so he wouldn't die!

Fact of the matter is,
Some things don't change.
The moons roll around
And you can't arrange

An elf not to steal
Or a halfling not bite,
Or a flying kank, or a thin fat man,
Try real hard, day still isn't night.

Tingle come-a-jingle.
Jingle come-a-loon,
Have you heard of the templar
that tamed the moons?

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TULUKI HANDS - ALL

There's a call for supplies
Bring donations of any size!
Help the Ivory - You have hands afterall!

Wood, bone, and stone.
Grab your mount, serve your home.
Help the Ivory - You have hands afterall!

They need thornbush and irrig
Not numut or small twigs!
Help the Ivory - You have hands afterall.

Giant, grab that log.
Citizen, heave and haul!
Help the Ivory - You have hands afterall!

Bring them sharp shards and black glass
You can't just keep sitting on your fat...
Help the Ivory - You have hands afterall!

There's a bahamet at the gates
And there's no time to wait
Help His Ivory, you have hands after all!

There's a kryl in the yard
Join up to help, it's not all that hard
Help His Ivory - you have hands afterall!

There's a need for some fruit
Help feed those of repute!
Help His Ivory - you have hands afterall!

There's a beautiful garden needs tending
Plant a tree, begin the time of mending
Help the Ivory - you have hands afterall!

There's a drunk at the bar
Pick him up, throw him far
Help the Ivory - you have hands afterall!

The gortoks are getting close
An this makes the Faithful morose
Help the Ivory - you have hands afterall!

Tuluki ought to unite
instead of bicker and fight
Help the Iovry - the enemy's outside the walls.

When the perimeter's krylling
the Legion are killing
Help the Ivory, you have hands afterall!

There's some trees that need checking
Don't worry about those vestric pecking!
Help the Ivory - you have hands afterall!

There's some krylbait getting munched on
Quick save'em from being a bugs luncheon
Help the Ivory - you have hands afterall!


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COME LISTEN DUSTY TRAVELLERS

Come all travelers, dust wearied, and burned...
Take you ease, bend your knees, it's a relaxation well earned.

Listen to our bardic tale, listen to our song...
Enjoy your moments respite, you won't believe it's lasted so long.

In the His White find your traveling respite...
Come all you travelers, won't you spend the night?

Come all travelers, dust wearied, and burned...
Take your ease, bend your knees, it's a relaxation well earned.




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BENEATH THE JALLAL TREE

Beneath the Jallal tree is everything a man could need...
If you don't believe me, come and see, come and see...

Fruits for the picking, juicy and sweet...
Grass lushly growing beneath our feet...
Everythings beneath the Jallal tree, for you and me.

A pair of ladies, dressed so fine...
Listening to music, they must fine divine...
Come now see, my friends be sure. Everythings beneath the...

... the Jallal treeeee.
Come now see...
Besides the music and fruit. There is a Bard with a beautiful lute
Right the beside her is one with a fiddle

An beside him are children with riddles
It might seem, that everythings here
An you'd be right, I told you not to fear.

So come my friends, to the Jallal tree...
Come and See...
What we have, you and me.



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WHISPERING WOMEN AND A BARD


*Performer
They say, oh they say, that women have a way
A way with whispering that makes them a man dismay!


*Performer
In the garden on a hot and sunny day
A pair of women listened to a young bard play
He sang sweetly to them with rhythms to please...
All they did was whisper, what a cruel tease!


+2nd performer
Under the shade of the jallal tree
As the charming bard makes time to play
The two Tenneshi women do as they please
Until the dying of the day.


*Performer
Instead they should have lept to their feet
Before some ants come and bite their idle cheeks
I've heard that jallal fruits abound...
Bring ants to eat young bottoms, from all around.


*Performer
If only the lovely pair, had decided speak and share
Their bottoms would be spared, I'd have given them a chair!
Now they have but one way, to save themselves today...
They will have to come back, to hear me sing another day.



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THE LAST HALFLING

Here and there and everywhere... There's a song, a tale to share."

Today we'll find a simple one... The tale about a time much sung."


Back in the king's age past,
The was a halfling that was clever and fast.
It swung from branch from tree to tree
Always hunting for fools you see?


Back then when the Grey was dry
The halflings roamed and the fools did die.
Feeding on unsuspecting flesh
Loggers and hunters were always fresh.


This clever halfling, was hunting that day
In the forest known as the Grey
He'd come upon a hunter and friend.
The pair were unknowingly found their end.


The halfling jumped from the tree with glee!
The friend of the hunter attempted to flee!
Alas it was no good, the time had come
Neither the hunter of friend could run.


What followed was a fought more fierce
The halflings spear stabbed and pierced
Despite the hunters best try then
The halfling ended with a meal again.


So this little tune has one lesson for you
Always remember to bewary close to...
The Grey forest. Else you'll be a halflings stew.



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FUNERAL SONG FOR MASTERBARD SUNICHI GROOT


Now it's dimming, a guiding rhythm to our steps
Its calling thrum fading in the evening light
Its timeless and deep beat lingering still in us
Ever guiding even in absence, urging us all


Vast is the canopy of the Grey
each ag'ed leaf a note of a life spent
each branch a silent audience


An audience to the warmth and life of the light
An audience become dancers to the rhythm
Soon the rhythm of the light becomes eternal
His Light, His Art... Her brightness... Eternal in us all.



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SAFE IN HIS LIGHT

I remember tears streaming down my face
When I said, I'll never be back home
When all those shadows almost killed my light
I remember I said, Don't leave me here alone
But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight

Just close your eyes
The sun is coming now
You'll be alright...

No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound

Don't you dare peek before the dawn
The horrors outside our walls keeps raging on
Hold onto this song
Even when the music's gone

So Just close your eyes
The sun is coming now
You'll be alright
No one can hurt you now....

Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound


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JUST A NAKKI COMMONER

I'm a nakki commoner, no home, or job, or meal.
I'm not worth the time of day or even one sunburnt skin peel
I've shrifted every chance, to serve those better than me. I know
No respect for my lot in life. I'm rabble and I'm low.

But if I weren't so dim and clumsy, mayhap brighter then the rest?
I'd find myself a place to serve, to put mettle to the test!
I could even don the colors of my betters and be proud.
Even proclaim my devoted servitude to other rabble...

I'm just a nakki commoner. No home, or job, or meal.
Still not worth the time of day or even a square deal.
I've been blind of His Light since the day that I was born.
Too sightless and faded to seek it out, my own happiness I've shorn.

What a lot of poor luck, that landed me in this place
So far from where I would be, if I had choice in this case
Alas I'm born so far from His Light, it's sad
It's a wistful dream to leave here, every Nakki's had.


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PURPLE AND SCARRED - A BYNNERS SONG

Purpled and scarred. Oh, what a life
From sun up to sun down, I give a grebbers tithe
Toiling and digging through sand, rocks, and scrub
I keep doing it because it's the thing that I lub!

Purpled and scarred. Oh, what a life!
I once sold shirt to get one good skinning knife!
I figured that the ritikki I caught
Would replace all the coins, for the shirt I had lost

Purpled and scarred. Oh, what a life!
I really need something better to do at night!
I drink and carouse, with nary a care
I even tattooed my face on a drunken kruth dare!

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SUN KINGS PROPHECY

Darkness gathers overhead, falling with soft intention to those below. A victory… turned to defeat. A deed done in ignorance will set the world awash with anger.

Wasted lands will fall victim, as swooping shadows solidfy a stone saber will shatter the earth.

A time of ash shall mark the rise of the cities. Days of old shall be new once more.

What was once opposite shall join as one - fire and water will mingle, the union will tremble the earth.

When eyeless beasts comb the land, then shall be the time for all tribes to gather. The march must be made, or the path will be lost.

Look for my warnings. Only if we march as one will we there be victory.

Walk in My light, my people.


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KEEP THE PATH - A SONG ABOUT THE PROPHECY

Upon the land, the vermin do gather
While the Ivory does prepare
From each caste, all drawn together
Faith in His Light they share.

In times of darkness
While the path is unclear
Those are times to harken
Lest we fall to crippling fear.

His Wisdom was for all
The meaning clear to see
Our enemy the eyeless
Stand firm, before the Tuluki tree

United the tribes must stand
Each with its own strength
The twelve of the Gol-Krath land
To keep the path, travel its length




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DUET BETWEEN LIFESWORN LOVERS - Elrum/Youko

*Female
I hear your soft uneasy breaths,
exhaling warmth next to mine
As we fumble over things to say
Mouthing words that cease to rhyme.

+Male
I feel your silken hair
It cascades pleasant over hand
Distracting me from thoughts of other things
Growing silence, more than I can stand.

*Female
each stab of silence rakes my heart
draws tears that crack a fragile rib
you glance at me, bemused and wry
though my ink stops at the nib

my mind is swarmed with second-guessing
yours as blank as the swirling sea
so vague and obscure you hide yourself
from the world, sweet love, and me

but i plead and beg and hope and dream
you'll turn back and see i'm sane
i am more than just a smitten girl
high on tea and sunny days

+Male
Every passing moment,
a part of me is lost
bit by bit my soul is ripped
I wonder, are you worth the cost?

My heart is fluttering with worry
Your own steady as cold stone
at peace with everything around
I just can't help but feel alone...

I hope you never see my fear
and only know my surety
I'm not just a little boy
I'm your devoted love, in obscurity.

*Female
now turn around and face my smile,
no need for us to act so coy
i am a kenku who's fallen for you,
now will you be my fiery boy?

+Male
Only if you take my heart
There's no sense in hiding our tale
I'm yours if you but do your part
Will you be my silver tongued girl?


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RIDDLE OF THE SOMETIMES MEAT - A puzzle with no right answer

Once upon a time, in a southern field of the Gol.
There was a tembo watching a rock as it rolled


Now the tembo was a tembo so it was always hungry, you see
It ate any tasty meat that just happened along its way

However the rock wasn't just any old rock, you could guess
It was sometimes a tasty juicy steak that no other meat could beat

So as the song began, so did they meet
The sometimes rock sometimes meat was rolling in the field
While the tembo was watching it pondering a meal


Now the second time they met, it wasn't just them
Instead it was a whole bunch of tembo's all looking for tasty meat

The tembo who'd seen the rock-meat before
quickly told all the other tembos about the meal they had found
When the other tembos looked, the sometimes meat looked like a rock


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RIDE FORTH OH HEROES - Aspirant Graipus's Foundation Festival Piece

Hearts racing  the Heroes lunge
Through Thickets  of Thorn leaves
And dusk-clad Forest,  Faithfully seeking
Thrilling to the chase,  Thirsty for clues.

Across the Wastes  Warriors roam
Dusty Sunslits  Searching horizons
All for What? For What end?
The Glory of Ivory  Envy of the known!

They'll not turn Pale!  Protected are they
By the war Orb's  Faithful Order
Twinned with Wisdom  White and clear
And Blazing Battlements  of the Blessed.

Ride, Searchers, ride!  On doughty Steeds
Seek the Far-flung  Fame that never
Dies but is Radiantly  Remembered
In the Ivory Heart.  'Happy the land

With Chosen families'  Cheer the crowds.
Through his Lavish  Lands of prosperity,
Ride forth -  In His Radiance -
Oh heroes!


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FOR HIM - Lieutenant Arjaan's Foundation Festival Piece


For the Grey,
Do we hunt,
In our way,
For the day of His choice.

For the light,
Do we thrive,
For the right,
And the might of His voice.

For the dead,
Do we sing,
For the red,
And the white of His wall.

For the King,
Do we serve,
For the ring,
And the roar of His call.


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A Funeral song for Apprentice Flame of Rusarla

A wind howls through the boughs
Branches bend, but don't break
Leaves rustles in chorus'd sounds
But few leaves, the wind takes

Lost to the whole, but not forgotten
With each lost leaf is a seed planted

His Light shines upon the Gol Krathu tree
And beside it there are saplings from each fallen leaf
Memories that hearten all those who keep

Remember the leaf which sang in our chorus
Keep close the seed it plants when it's gone
Know comfort that the song will continue on.