A Knight's Tribute
I wandered in the wilderness to practice harp and lute
Far south of wondrous Coventry in solace absolute
I practiced scales and rhythms on the tambourine and lyre
And sought to master every note-- perfection my desire.
While travling back to Minoc at the City's Inn to rest
A myriad of Evil beasts did put me to the test
A troupe of Orcs and Ettins, and a troll and harpy too
Attacked me in great numbers as I wore the Royal blue.
Before I could begin to act they struck with furious blows
I saw my life before my eyes so numerous the foes.
I said a prayer to Glorious BE for help in Mortal fight
And bared my soul in melody to put this hoard to flight
While music rang and arrows sang I killed them one by one
With heart and bow and instrument I fought and prayed and spun
Til finally I alone was left alive on battlefield
A royal Knight had fought the fight with honor as his shield
And Joyful in my Spirit did I kneel 'neath shaded tree
And bowed my head among the dead
And Praised the Glorious BE.
-Damion the Bard