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Changelog
I didn't take part in the battle, but Channa has been comissioned to write a song in their honour. Here's the work -so far-. It may be subject to a bit of change. Expect it to be sung in the city too, onece it's been checked over by *ahem* certain people...
Listen to my song, those of Bezantur
To the tale of those that protected her
This city within which so many reside
And those men that saved all those inside
‘Twas when sweet day turned to evening time
That our men of Bezantur fell into line
For Ryech Voralt, Protector of Bezantur proud
Proclaimed that for our city war was bound.
‘Twas the turning of evening into night
When the dreadful hoard came into sight
The Scouts reported demons dread
Cold hearted brigands, the walking dead!
No parlay was given, no banner was flown
No reason for this attack was shown
But their purpose was clear, they desires bloody
To attack all here and burn this fair city
Bezantur’s fine forces were put into place
Lining the walls, sword, axe and mace
The despicable host drew closer still
Each abomination baying for the kill.
Once, twice, thrice forward they came
And each time repelled, each time slain
With ladders the undead thought to scale
But their foul assault was doomed to fail.
Their foes seemed to endless be,
Their assault like the pounding of the sea
For each foul monster that met it’s demise
Three more from the throng would arise.
As the bodies piled high against the walls
All followed fine Tribune Rhyech’s calls
To head from gate to besieged gate
To hurry, to fight, lest they be too late.
The Dreadlord Maurin with spells he fought
And much destruction by him was wrought
Pillars of acid, fire, stone and ice
Cut through the monsters, slice after slice.
And sing I of Omnipotence Kaiser too!
Who decimated the enemy through and through!
What foe could stand before his power?
Could not waver under his missile shower?
But not so easily would the foe abate
Against those they sought to devastate
Winged demons they sent over the walls
To drop onto defenders and kill them all
These creatures caught defenders unaware
And it was all on the wall, not a man to spare!
But not so easily would Bezanter;s hero’s fall
Not whilst there was one man left to hear the call!
No sooner had winged demons met defeat
Than another command called from the east!
A new attack, greater than any before
Could they continue? Could they take any more?
It seemed they could, it seemed they must
Fighting though weapons could turn to rust
Through the sheer amount of blood they had shed
Yet still they fought, ‘till the last one was dead.
Host upon host did the enemy send
As yet more winged beats did descend.
And at their heels a cloud of bats
Soon to be send driven away like rats.
But even this battle was not without at cost
And for a moment all seemed lost
As Dread lord Maurin nearly met his defeat
But swiftly was bought back to his feet
Beholders, fiends, spinning winds of pain
They fought them all, and now few remain.
The Valiant Heroes of fair Bezantur city
Who met each attack without any pity
Dawn was coming swift upon the land
And it seemed the battle was well in hand
But whiles moon was high and night held sway
The dreaded foe had another hand to play.
A cunning plan their shrouded enemy devised
And south from the harbor a new foe did arise!
The Sauhaguin from their fetid sea lair
Came to cause more doom and despair
To distract them from the Northern gate
To force them into a half hearted state.
But the Great Vortar, Maurin and Kaiser stood tall
And before their power the fish people did fall
Some fell to the magic of a wizards spells
Some to blade, but all tumbled to the hells.
Those foolish fish turned the water red
Their bodies falling to the cold sea-bed.
Dawn came fast, and hope came anew
And this time it was the city’s turn to pursue
The Tribune called the cities finest forth
For one final push out into the north
A small force of the finest of all Bezantur
To repay all that had been done to her.
As the final wave of foes charged hard once more
This powerful force did bravely ride to the for
Mounds of corpses enmeshed in golem design
Even this was flung against brave Thayan lines!
But Vortar the Mad sliced out their knees
And the creatures fell like hewn oak trees.
Between the wall and charging heroes caught
The army of evil fell under this onslaught
Demons, devils, ghosts and vampire
Brigand, mercenary, all doomed to expire
Their leaders tried one final attack
But Bezantur’s men would never fall back
Each one was slain with our blade and spell
Until not one foe upon the battle plain did dwell.
Dawn light surged over the Bezantur ground
Upon the dead piled mound after mound
The enemy fell into terror, loss and doubt
And those few that remained fled in a rout!
Bezantur still stood proud, firm and strong
Because of the work of those within this song
So lift you mug, and raise a great cheer!
To these great men of Thay who we all revere!
Listen to my song, those of Bezantur
To the tale of those that protected her
This city within which so many reside
And those men that saved all those inside
‘Twas when sweet day turned to evening time
That our men of Bezantur fell into line
For Ryech Voralt, Protector of Bezantur proud
Proclaimed that for our city war was bound.
‘Twas the turning of evening into night
When the dreadful hoard came into sight
The Scouts reported demons dread
Cold hearted brigands, the walking dead!
No parlay was given, no banner was flown
No reason for this attack was shown
But their purpose was clear, they desires bloody
To attack all here and burn this fair city
Bezantur’s fine forces were put into place
Lining the walls, sword, axe and mace
The despicable host drew closer still
Each abomination baying for the kill.
Once, twice, thrice forward they came
And each time repelled, each time slain
With ladders the undead thought to scale
But their foul assault was doomed to fail.
Their foes seemed to endless be,
Their assault like the pounding of the sea
For each foul monster that met it’s demise
Three more from the throng would arise.
As the bodies piled high against the walls
All followed fine Tribune Rhyech’s calls
To head from gate to besieged gate
To hurry, to fight, lest they be too late.
The Dreadlord Maurin with spells he fought
And much destruction by him was wrought
Pillars of acid, fire, stone and ice
Cut through the monsters, slice after slice.
And sing I of Omnipotence Kaiser too!
Who decimated the enemy through and through!
What foe could stand before his power?
Could not waver under his missile shower?
But not so easily would the foe abate
Against those they sought to devastate
Winged demons they sent over the walls
To drop onto defenders and kill them all
These creatures caught defenders unaware
And it was all on the wall, not a man to spare!
But not so easily would Bezanter;s hero’s fall
Not whilst there was one man left to hear the call!
No sooner had winged demons met defeat
Than another command called from the east!
A new attack, greater than any before
Could they continue? Could they take any more?
It seemed they could, it seemed they must
Fighting though weapons could turn to rust
Through the sheer amount of blood they had shed
Yet still they fought, ‘till the last one was dead.
Host upon host did the enemy send
As yet more winged beats did descend.
And at their heels a cloud of bats
Soon to be send driven away like rats.
But even this battle was not without at cost
And for a moment all seemed lost
As Dread lord Maurin nearly met his defeat
But swiftly was bought back to his feet
Beholders, fiends, spinning winds of pain
They fought them all, and now few remain.
The Valiant Heroes of fair Bezantur city
Who met each attack without any pity
Dawn was coming swift upon the land
And it seemed the battle was well in hand
But whiles moon was high and night held sway
The dreaded foe had another hand to play.
A cunning plan their shrouded enemy devised
And south from the harbor a new foe did arise!
The Sauhaguin from their fetid sea lair
Came to cause more doom and despair
To distract them from the Northern gate
To force them into a half hearted state.
But the Great Vortar, Maurin and Kaiser stood tall
And before their power the fish people did fall
Some fell to the magic of a wizards spells
Some to blade, but all tumbled to the hells.
Those foolish fish turned the water red
Their bodies falling to the cold sea-bed.
Dawn came fast, and hope came anew
And this time it was the city’s turn to pursue
The Tribune called the cities finest forth
For one final push out into the north
A small force of the finest of all Bezantur
To repay all that had been done to her.
As the final wave of foes charged hard once more
This powerful force did bravely ride to the for
Mounds of corpses enmeshed in golem design
Even this was flung against brave Thayan lines!
But Vortar the Mad sliced out their knees
And the creatures fell like hewn oak trees.
Between the wall and charging heroes caught
The army of evil fell under this onslaught
Demons, devils, ghosts and vampire
Brigand, mercenary, all doomed to expire
Their leaders tried one final attack
But Bezantur’s men would never fall back
Each one was slain with our blade and spell
Until not one foe upon the battle plain did dwell.
Dawn light surged over the Bezantur ground
Upon the dead piled mound after mound
The enemy fell into terror, loss and doubt
And those few that remained fled in a rout!
Bezantur still stood proud, firm and strong
Because of the work of those within this song
So lift you mug, and raise a great cheer!
To these great men of Thay who we all revere!