The Mighty Dwarfs Of Skull Crag: A song by Didymus Silverlute.
We tilled Cormyr´s grounds despite frozen toil, We tended the mines beneath Skull Crags soil, We hunted the boars at cold mountains glades, Our kin had no need for blades,
Then they came from the horn, folded steel in their hands, They burned down our homes and ravaged our lands, Frost giants brought nothing but bloodshed and lies, Our families were slain before our eyes,
On our free people they shared a cruel joke, A choice between death or the yoke,
But then our free people knew what must be done, To end the oppression, all clans became One,
Forged by war the Oghrann´s rose, And drove the frost giants back to the horns,
When the enemies begged for the mercy they lacked A Hundred voices as one, shouted “BLOOD FOR THE PACT”
Forged by war our story be told, No shackles can hold us, Whether gemstone or gold.
How a song can charm a chromatic dragon: by Didymus Silverlute.
While a dragon spread its wings, so broad, And lesser beings bend their knees, so awed, You snarl, and hiss, spit fire with a screech! I hear your servants grunt each to each, "What a terror! What savage speech!"
Oh, to be like you. Your temper flares at the smallest offense, You snatch our cattle and mangle our fence! You haunt our city’s, spray your breath on our wall, Tear up our village like a mid-summer squall, Frighten our children and make the babes bawl,
Promise you'll never change. Mighty dragon, stride so high, On wings of doom, you touch the sky! Mighty dragon, stride so high, Roars as thunder, may you never die!
Your roar shatter glass, and rattle my ears, Your frightful presence brings grown men to tears, You terrorizing reign will last through the years,
Mighty dragon, stride so high, On wings of doom, you touch the sky! Mighty dragon, stride so high, Roars as thunder, may you never die!