songs and stuff from kmnellist_at_... on 2001-03-08 (HeroQuest RPG)

From: kmnellist_at_...
Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2001 19:04:24 EST

I agree, in principle, with Jeffery Zahari on Gloranthan genre drift. In practice I am the worst sort of cherry-picker of stuff from all sorts of sources. I am forced to do this as I do not like Irish, Scottish, English folk music, which seems a rich vein. I do not even care for prog rock or heavy metal. In my own games I have used songs by Screamin' Jay Hawkins, the (modified) prophesies of Nostradmus, the speeches of Winston Churchill, John F. Kennedy, and Martin Luther King. I have changed stuff from the Bible, from Milton, and from Clark Ashton Smith, from Machiavelli, and form the Shah-Nama.

Anyway, here are a few selections:

from Screamin' Jay (alligator wine):

Cut the fat off back of a baboon,
Boil it down to a pound in a spoon,
Scoop the eyes from a fly flying backwards take the jaws and paws of a lune.

>From Nostradamus:

When the litter shall be overthrown by a gust of wind, And faces shall be covered with cloaks,
The Goddess shall be vexed by new people, Then shall Star and Dragon judge wrongly.

>From the West shall come the Lion Claw,
To vex Waha and the sons of Storm Bull,
Accompanied by the Wyrm's Friends,
Eiritha shall tremble and the grasslands shall be empty.

The Pure, by anger, shall spread internal strife, And make against the King a great conspiracy, Secret enemies shall they put in the mine, And raise the old ones against them by sedition.

Being kept prisoners, by the sons of Storm Bull, The slave people petition for songs of old, For the future, fools without heads
Shall be received by divine prayers.

When the serpents shall come to encompass the air, The Impala blood shall be angered by Rhino, By them, a great number shall perish,
The chief flies, and hides in the rushes of the marshes.

Moonbroth, Days Rest, Pimper's, Tourney, Biggle Stone; Oases vexed with sudden change,
By strange language tents shall be set up, Paragua, Sun Hawk's Nest, Pairing Stone shall tremble.

Tears, cries and complaints, howlings, fear, An inhuman heart, cruel black and astonished Arshu Phola, the cities of the great ones of Jrustela, Shall spill blood, and the bell shall ring, and no mercy given.

A sky-orphan with his harmful tongue,
Shall come to break the Butcher's Covenant. He shall open the walls to heretics,
By raising golden dreams.

Lord General Bisoshor (or Winston Churchill of Worion) When I warned them (the Sweek Sea federation) that Worion would fight alone whateve rthey did, their General stofdl their Satrap and Vizirs "in three weeks the Bull will have his neck wrung like a chicken" some chicken! some neck!

Do not let us speak of darker days; let us rather speak of sterner days. These are not dark days; these are great days - the greatest days our people have ever lived. Let us therefore brace ourselves to our duties, and so bear ourselves that, if the Empire of Light and Dark last for a thousand years men will still say, "this was their finest hour"

Beware for time may be short. A shadow has fallen across the scenes so lately lighted by our Victory. Nobody knows what the Bindle Confederation intend to do in the immediate future.

(not Winston this time, but Napoleon)
Carmania has two generals in whom she can confide - Lord General Storm Season and Lord General Dark Season.

(still Bisoshor, but now he is Shah)
Lift up your heads, O ye gates; and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors; and the Shah shall come in. Who is this Shah? The Lord strong and mighty, the Lord mighty in battle!

Vakthan Illart following the storming of Kitor by the Ice Demons of Lord General Bisoshor: (after Milton)
What though the city be lost? All is not lost; the unconquerable Moon, the study of revenge, immortal hate, and courage never to submit or yield.

The Magi of Brinnus (after the Bible)
Thou shalt not make worship of false gods, or make Pure Magic for False purpose. Thou shalt not bow down thyself to them, nor serve them . From the Magi come the True Gods, visiting iniquity unto the third and fourth generation of them that hate
Truth.

By the Lake of Oronin, there we sat down, yea, we wept when we remember Akem.

and finally:
Diamond Brother Number One, the Haaaardest Workin' Mostali in Nidan Enclave, Jaaaames Brown-Gold Diamond.
(a selection of his hits)
I feel like being a World Machine! movin' , doin it! Like a like a world machine mostal!

Please! Please! Please! please please don't grow.

Gonna have a Mostali good time!

It's a Mostali world.

Mostals got a brand new bag (of tools)