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Singing bard
Well I didn't get an answer, so I decided to just make a new thread anyway, instead of continuing the singing sword thread (it is after all 33 someodd pages long)
If anyone has heard him say ANYTHING different from what I got. You should share and tell me
So here it is, took me a while to pen it out by hand;
-Heroic verse for Sir, of course! But Sir's purse first, or else remorse....
-Hero brave and Hero strong! You still must pay to hear my song.
-I'm looking deep into you...deep...ah, Sir is complex. Ahem!
-My terms are clear, there is no mystery; I'll take your gold and sing your history.
-For the thrill to hear my rhyme, you must pay again, each time.
-A song, a song...right!
-Let's see what I can do...
-Now let’s see what you've been up to...?
-Hm...Where to start...ah...yes!
-You heard that orchard farm was rich, And chose to steal a share.
The fight ensued without a hitch; Who says life isn't fair?
-Bring the children! Ring the bells! A unique site for all to see!
This man who evil he dispels, With piercing rays of purity!
-Into the bandits' camp you crept, Your poor Sister's fate to seek,
While some slept, Inside you stepped, And Twin blades rule you did defeat.
-Sing it; Jack of Blades is dead! His evil gone, his ways are past,
This Hero stands now in his stead, Love him! Fear him! Flee him, fast!
-The Traders sought Heroic help! Or on them Balverines would feast,
But one of them gave out a yelp, And turned into the fearsome beast.
-In the Graveyard called Lychfield, You were barred by stone door sealed,
On finding armour, sword, and shield, A prison entrance was revealed.
-In HookCoast's cold tranquility, Lighthouse lining snow with light,
You fought Maze, thief of the key, And ran him through with all your might.
-Picture it! Call it to mind! A scene of insects huge and vile!
The Wasp Queen had good folk confined, 'Til Hero spilled her putrid bile.
-The scars of captive years are clear, Upon this Hero's damaged face;
He bore a fear of tortures gear, Dispelled by dreams of Mother's grace.
-Age will catch the swiftest man, As quickly as the slowest.
Time's aim is true, it's mercies few, For highest and for lowest.
-In wedlock happy Hero is, A home and family awaits!
Whoever said that it was bliss, Obviously hasn't met my wife.
(I want to meet his wife, and I don't get this one, it doesn't rhyme very well.)
-His clothes are those of conjuring folk, Willpower-users share his threads,
A glow beneath his flowing robes, Then lo! Another foe lies dead.
(this is the one I got when wearing my will users outfit, I don't think he says it if your not. and he says it whether you wear light, dark or neutral.)
-Wave's of monsters! Hordes of foes! The Arena was an awesome task.
But dust and blood and swords and blows, Gave way to Jack, behind his mask.
-A creature of great awe and might, Brought Knothole Glade unto it's knees!
But the Balverine of purest white, Was pulverized with purest ease.
-Alas Alack! This man of song, Is rendered dumb, his task to hard!
My muse in Legend doth belong; You need to find a better Bard.
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Update: October 1st (I found MORE!!! I only did the 'Protect orchard farm' quest then found him in the SECOND STORY OF THE BARBER SHOP in bowerstone...It's...kind weird.)
Anyway, here they are:
-Greetings! Hail! Oh hero Bold! I am you see a famous bard,
I sing you songs, you give me gold, It really isn't very hard.
-The rural folk of Orchard Farm, Implored you them to aid.
You kept the family safe from harm, Life is so cliched.
-Life's great journey lies ahead; Quests! Adventures! Exploration!
Youth will stand him in good stead, While life provides him education.
-The lives of Bards are simple things, Not fraught with many dangers;
Their greatest test is generating, songs for total strangers.
-To the women folk of Albion, Nearest and remotest,
His eligibility has not gone unnoticed.
-The way of truth, of love, of good, Is beckoning this worth man,
A few more good deeds surely would, Ensure he's Avo's greates fan.
(I'll still be looking for more)
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October 2nd: (And I did find more, I've been going to see the bard after every quest that I do. He was in the second story of the baber shop in bowerstone for quite a while. but he's in the tavern now. [I had to delete my game, I broke fable with too many silver keys. ^^.])
-Now full grown, through fields he treads, Fighting all his awful foes,
Youth has passed, old age ahead, Time may not be faught, he knows.
-From humble origins he sprang, Now seeds of fame he's sowing,
With each felled foe, with every act, Our man's renown is growing.
Last edited by §ephiroxa§; 10-03-2006 at 03:19 AM.
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Thank you. 
