Game table

"Ah, good idea. No need to stay outside in a storm" I say, looking about with concern.

Not much of an eater, but never seems to turn down ale, the bard finds a perch and plays softly. Telling a tale of Elves vs cat people, sea dogs vs fishmen, and an improbable shark man with horrible breath.

Not realizing whether he is being rude or not, Stormslayer asks of Kon a question that may be crossing into the terrotory of a well tenderized equine, "So, good Axe-pint... where did you find that egg?"

Kit announces to the crew, "Yes, what our lovely elf has said! Drinks will be plentiful tonight, thanks to Ante!"

"Cage?! No cages, everyone gets a bunk!"

"Thou art too kind, Milady."

I believe in woman, my oh my
I believe in lovin', my oh my
Don't a woman need a man?
Try and catch one if you can
I believe in woman, my oh my

We all need someone to talk to, my oh my
We all need someone to talk to, my oh my
You need a shoulder to cry on
Call me, I'll be standing by
We all need someone to talk to, my oh my

We all need a lotta lovin', my oh my
Yeah, and whole lotta lovin', my oh my
I can lend a helping hand
If you ain't got nothing planned
We all need some lovin', my oh my

So let's all swing together, my oh my
We can all swing together, my oh my
You've got troubles of your own
No need to face them all alone
We can all swing together, my oh my

So let's all pull together, my oh my
Yeah, let's all pull together, my oh my
We can ride the stormy weather
If we all get out and try
So let's all pull together, my oh my
Yeah, let's all pull together, my oh my

Rock on ancient queen
Follow those who pale
In your shadow

Rulers make bad lovers
You better put your kingdom up for sale
Up for sale

Well did she make you cry
Make you break down
Shatter your illusions of love
And is it over now, do you know how
Pickup the pieces and go home.

The sea was red and the sky was grey
Wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today

The mountains and the canyons started to tremble and shake
As the children of the sun began to awake

Seems that the wrath of the Gods
Got a punch on the nose and it started to flow
I think I might be sinking

Throw me a line if I reach it in time
I'll meet you up there where the path
Runs straight and high

To find a queen without a king
They say she plays guitar and cries and sings
La la la la

Ride a white mare through the footsteps of dawn
Tryin' to find a woman who's never, never, never been born

Standing on a hill in my mountain of dreams
Telling myself it's not as hard, hard, hard as it seems
La la la la