Written By Savio
Jan. 27, 2021, 2 a.m.(10/27/1014 AR)
Along came a spider, silver threads
Wound their way through people's heads
Stitch a picture, speak just so
Bind the thoughts they can't let go
Silver spider, pulling strings
Puppets dance for worthless things
Captives all, desperate to please
They don't know they're on their knees
Subtle spider, can't be touched
Effortless, no need to rush
A long con and a scheme sublime
Patient spinner, biding time
Clever spider, understands
The grand design and all it spans
He sees it all -- so he's supposed
But the world is stranger than he knows.
Wound their way through people's heads
Stitch a picture, speak just so
Bind the thoughts they can't let go
Silver spider, pulling strings
Puppets dance for worthless things
Captives all, desperate to please
They don't know they're on their knees
Subtle spider, can't be touched
Effortless, no need to rush
A long con and a scheme sublime
Patient spinner, biding time
Clever spider, understands
The grand design and all it spans
He sees it all -- so he's supposed
But the world is stranger than he knows.
Written By Savio
Jan. 18, 2021, 11:47 p.m.(10/11/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Dio
Some fool named Borios tried to scam the Marquis, trying to sell him tin arrowheads. Can you imagine?
As was sung in a tavern in Pieros:
Come and hear a warning, boys
About a man trying to sell tin toys
'Ah, arrowheads! Won't you buy so many
Noble lord of Seraceni?'
You shouldn't try to roll a lord
Who's sharp with his wits and sharper with a sword
That man's learned a lesson, I grant
Now he'll have to change his pants
Be honest and we'll get along just fine
Pravosi are lovely and our coin's divine
Try to sell shit as something glorious?
Best think twice or we'll do you like Borios.
As was sung in a tavern in Pieros:
Come and hear a warning, boys
About a man trying to sell tin toys
'Ah, arrowheads! Won't you buy so many
Noble lord of Seraceni?'
You shouldn't try to roll a lord
Who's sharp with his wits and sharper with a sword
That man's learned a lesson, I grant
Now he'll have to change his pants
Be honest and we'll get along just fine
Pravosi are lovely and our coin's divine
Try to sell shit as something glorious?
Best think twice or we'll do you like Borios.
Written By Savio
Jan. 18, 2021, 11:41 p.m.(10/11/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Zakhar
As was sung in a tavern in Pieros:
Do you know Zakhar? Well you ought to, hey
He's a tough old man tryin' to convey
Something I don't know through a righteous accent
I think I got what he more or less meant?
He's a generous man, here's the shirt off his back
Did you know it's also one he's craft?
That's right friends, he works leather too
Whatever you want, Zakhar can do
Of course my favorite part, sets my heart ablaze
Is that man's ALWAYS got some haze
No stems no sticks no seeds it's potent
So much I forgot where my inn keys went
Do you know Zakhar? Well you ought to, alright
He's had an interesting life and he's good in a fight
Sure half the time we don't know what he said
But there's nobody better to listen to instead!
Do you know Zakhar? Well you ought to, hey
He's a tough old man tryin' to convey
Something I don't know through a righteous accent
I think I got what he more or less meant?
He's a generous man, here's the shirt off his back
Did you know it's also one he's craft?
That's right friends, he works leather too
Whatever you want, Zakhar can do
Of course my favorite part, sets my heart ablaze
Is that man's ALWAYS got some haze
No stems no sticks no seeds it's potent
So much I forgot where my inn keys went
Do you know Zakhar? Well you ought to, alright
He's had an interesting life and he's good in a fight
Sure half the time we don't know what he said
But there's nobody better to listen to instead!
Written By Savio
Jan. 16, 2021, 9:42 p.m.(10/7/1014 AR)
Relationship Note on Orland
I have so much to say about everything, and I talk all the time -- ALL the time -- so to be left speechless is perhaps something to note. It has taken some time to find the right words for Orland.
If he is your friend, you will know loyalty.
If he is your confidant, your secrets will be safe.
If he is your ally, he will stand by you long after others have failed.
If you are an idiot, he will let you know.
Tenacious, sharp, difficult to impress, impossible to fool. If you don't know him, then you ought to; Amadeo's Voice is worth hearing.
If he is your friend, you will know loyalty.
If he is your confidant, your secrets will be safe.
If he is your ally, he will stand by you long after others have failed.
If you are an idiot, he will let you know.
Tenacious, sharp, difficult to impress, impossible to fool. If you don't know him, then you ought to; Amadeo's Voice is worth hearing.
Written By Savio
Jan. 8, 2021, 10:44 p.m.(9/19/1014 AR)
For those who may have missed it at the sloshed poetry slam, far be it from me to withhold a rhyming introduction of myself:
I'm a seafaring Southeastern Saffron who might
Stay up overthinking his poems all night
What can I tell them, and what's sure to divert?
Are these looks for my writing or because of my shirt?
But it's lovely to be here, I'm delighted and how
Could I ever express my elation right now?
You're all kind and creative and a little bit faded
Reticent modesty completely negated
I lost track of my intro, oh so irresponsible --
I'm your exotic and voluble tropical Prodigal!
It's fantastic to have made this poetry cameo
And if you need me I'm drunk but I answer to Savio!
It was a lovely party. I love the hosts. I love my friends. I love everybody. I'm so drunk right now.
I'm a seafaring Southeastern Saffron who might
Stay up overthinking his poems all night
What can I tell them, and what's sure to divert?
Are these looks for my writing or because of my shirt?
But it's lovely to be here, I'm delighted and how
Could I ever express my elation right now?
You're all kind and creative and a little bit faded
Reticent modesty completely negated
I lost track of my intro, oh so irresponsible --
I'm your exotic and voluble tropical Prodigal!
It's fantastic to have made this poetry cameo
And if you need me I'm drunk but I answer to Savio!
It was a lovely party. I love the hosts. I love my friends. I love everybody. I'm so drunk right now.
Written By Savio
Jan. 1, 2021, 4:40 a.m.(9/3/1014 AR)
Anchors away and this mainland boy
Is looking oh so green
Clinging to the edge like this'll be the end
Heaved and hunched like he's gonna lose his lunch
He's the only one I see
Land ahoy and this mainland boy
Wants to get away from the sea
Trying to stay chill and looking pretty ill
Saying his prayers and running for the stairs
Oh, he's the one for me
He's got no sea legs and he can't sail
He doesn't know the doldrums from a gale
He can't sound depths and he can't read stars
If you put him in a ship he will not go far
The town's rejoined and this mainland boy
Is back to where he shines
Knowing every whispered word, every voice that's heard
Sharp on the streets that all have me beat
Oh, I hope that he'd be mine
You know who you are.
Is looking oh so green
Clinging to the edge like this'll be the end
Heaved and hunched like he's gonna lose his lunch
He's the only one I see
Land ahoy and this mainland boy
Wants to get away from the sea
Trying to stay chill and looking pretty ill
Saying his prayers and running for the stairs
Oh, he's the one for me
He's got no sea legs and he can't sail
He doesn't know the doldrums from a gale
He can't sound depths and he can't read stars
If you put him in a ship he will not go far
The town's rejoined and this mainland boy
Is back to where he shines
Knowing every whispered word, every voice that's heard
Sharp on the streets that all have me beat
Oh, I hope that he'd be mine
You know who you are.
Written By Savio
Dec. 27, 2020, 1:30 p.m.(8/22/1014 AR)
You think you know everything there is to know about a man, and he can still somehow surprise you -- with something you never could have guessed, and something that could only happen to him. Only him.
I suppose I really will have to be a bodyguard, after all.
But also still a bard.
Bodybard.
I suppose I really will have to be a bodyguard, after all.
But also still a bard.
Bodybard.
Written By Savio
Dec. 23, 2020, 10:17 a.m.(8/14/1014 AR)
Oh, we're sailing hard for the southern seas
Hey, hey, pull away! Sail away hard boys, never look home
We'll bring Skal'daja to its knees
Pull away hard boys, never look home
Oh, there's war on the water, sail her faster
Hey, hey, pull away! Sail away hard boys, never look home
We'll break the fleet of the Nointy Bastards!
Pull away hard boys, never look home
Oh, Skal'daja lusts for a Saffron slave
Hey, hey, pull away! Sail away hard boys, never look home
We'll send them all to a watery grave
Pull away hard boys, never look home
Oh, the sea will burn with Arvani fire
Hey, hey, pull away! Sail away hard boys, never look home
Every ship a Eurusi pyre
Pull away hard boys, never look home
Oh, leave your sweethearts, leave your wives
Hey, hey, pull away! Sail away hard boys, never look home
Sail with your souls and fight for your lives
Pull away hard boys, never look home
Pull away hard boys, never look home
---
This is so much more optimistic than I feel, but we need a rhythm to row to, you know?
Hey, hey, pull away! Sail away hard boys, never look home
We'll bring Skal'daja to its knees
Pull away hard boys, never look home
Oh, there's war on the water, sail her faster
Hey, hey, pull away! Sail away hard boys, never look home
We'll break the fleet of the Nointy Bastards!
Pull away hard boys, never look home
Oh, Skal'daja lusts for a Saffron slave
Hey, hey, pull away! Sail away hard boys, never look home
We'll send them all to a watery grave
Pull away hard boys, never look home
Oh, the sea will burn with Arvani fire
Hey, hey, pull away! Sail away hard boys, never look home
Every ship a Eurusi pyre
Pull away hard boys, never look home
Oh, leave your sweethearts, leave your wives
Hey, hey, pull away! Sail away hard boys, never look home
Sail with your souls and fight for your lives
Pull away hard boys, never look home
Pull away hard boys, never look home
---
This is so much more optimistic than I feel, but we need a rhythm to row to, you know?
Written By Savio
Dec. 16, 2020, 9:50 a.m.(7/28/1014 AR)
Attending a naval strategy discussion open to all persons and fealties was truly an experience. A summary:
PEERS: (assorted pleasantries)
OTHER PEERS: I'm bored. Get to the boats.
PEERS: Boats!
OTHER PEERS: You're supposed to pray before the part with the boats.
PEERS: whatever
OTHER PEERS: You impious dogs. You dare. You offend. I don't like you, the gods don't like you, and I would like to pick now to discuss every wrong done at any point in the last 50 years.
PEERS: Let's both discuss that, and definitely never let anything go.
OTHER PEERS: HELLO, WHAT ABOUT THE BOATS
PEERS: Oh yes (boat strategy)
OTHER PEERS: I hate your boat strategy.
PEERS: The enemy is very powerful.
OTHER PEERS: Not as powerful as my hatred for your boat strategy.
Pray for us.
PEERS: (assorted pleasantries)
OTHER PEERS: I'm bored. Get to the boats.
PEERS: Boats!
OTHER PEERS: You're supposed to pray before the part with the boats.
PEERS: whatever
OTHER PEERS: You impious dogs. You dare. You offend. I don't like you, the gods don't like you, and I would like to pick now to discuss every wrong done at any point in the last 50 years.
PEERS: Let's both discuss that, and definitely never let anything go.
OTHER PEERS: HELLO, WHAT ABOUT THE BOATS
PEERS: Oh yes (boat strategy)
OTHER PEERS: I hate your boat strategy.
PEERS: The enemy is very powerful.
OTHER PEERS: Not as powerful as my hatred for your boat strategy.
Pray for us.
Written By Savio
Dec. 15, 2020, 8:52 a.m.(7/26/1014 AR)
The Hat wagered upon was mine within a day, of course, and the key to it all the indomitable Miss Lottie, a bard with the Useful talent and business of baking.
There has never been, in my life, a sweeter moment than taking Raven the Blackheart's hat in a wager she thought I couldn't win in front of a small crowd. I know that doesn't speak well of me. Am I good man? No. But am I trying every day to improve and be better? Also no.
I gave it back a day later and I think Raven hated that even more than losing it.
There has never been, in my life, a sweeter moment than taking Raven the Blackheart's hat in a wager she thought I couldn't win in front of a small crowd. I know that doesn't speak well of me. Am I good man? No. But am I trying every day to improve and be better? Also no.
I gave it back a day later and I think Raven hated that even more than losing it.
Written By Savio
Dec. 13, 2020, 9:16 p.m.(7/23/1014 AR)
Raven the Blackheart has formally promised to me that if I can find and prove there exists any Bard that is not useless, she will give me her hat.
So she agreed: "Find me a useful bard. Not entertaining, or amusing, one who is actually useful - dutifully having made something of his or her self. Find me that and this hat is yours."
That hat will be mine.
So she agreed: "Find me a useful bard. Not entertaining, or amusing, one who is actually useful - dutifully having made something of his or her self. Find me that and this hat is yours."
That hat will be mine.
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