Intermezzo



Sirocco wrote :-

WHUMP.

Sirocco dropped the gem he had been working on and it shattered on the floor. He turned around.

'Don't slam the-' his eyes widened and his breath held involuntarily. It was Boing.

''Allo, crumpet,' the former overseer said.

'Do not approach, female brother!' Sirocco warned, holding up his magnificent beard in front of him protectively. 'The ring is mine! MINE! And I would throw myself to the elves before I would hand it over!' Agitated as he was, Sirocco couldn't resist a second look at the yellow jasper ring he had on his finger. It sparkled eerily.

'My Ssssemiprecioussss...' he purred. Boing blinked and picked Sirocco up by the scruff of his neck with one hand.

'Oh you are a one, 'Rocco,' she said. 'But I want to share something with you. Something SPECIAL.'

'I must protest!'

'NOW.'

'Mmf.'

---

Boing carried Sirocco down the stairs to the caverns where he was dropped unceremoniously on the floor. Then she beckoned him closer. He obliged, warily.

'It's Penguingo!' Boing said, unable to hold back her maternal pride any longer. 'Look, she found something in the swamp...'

Sirocco peered from behind the wall they were crouching. It was Penguingo alright... the infant was dragging a large wooden box and had already assembled some rocks atop each other as a chair.

'Isn't she amazing?' Boing whispered.

Sirocco just nodded dumbly.

Then, in a voice unexpectedly gruff for such a small baby, Penguingo began to sing...


(Click here for lyrics, tablatures and other versions of the song.)

'They're so adorable when they reach that rebellious age,' Boing said, smiling.




ElPottoGrande wrote :-

Alright, so this isn't exactly Traditional music, but it came to me.

Set to this tune.


Gemclod’s a mine in a festering swamp
Where goblins, trolls and other monsters like to romp
First led by Markus then Flesh named for Lepers
The third one’s stuck in an eternal game of a checkers!

He's VOX! He’s VOX!
His beard’s all hair.
He’s VOX! He’s VOX! He’s VOX!
He’s stuck in there.

Vox sat alone in the watery vault
He was pissed at Boing cause it was all her fault
Banging on the wall with a hammer and chisel
Thinking to himself “this meat’s full of gristle.”

He’s VOX! He’s VOX!
He misses his dog.
He’s VOX! He’s VOX! He’s VOX!
He’s water-logged.

Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey Vox.
Keep holdin’ out there Vooooooox
VOX!
How ‘bout some checkers?
Vooooooooox – VOX!
At least you’ve got water, Vooooooox!
(and dog)

He was the third to Oversee
Made a point of beefing up the military
Built a maze and a tomb that was far down below us
But Boing made sure instead that it would go to Markus

He’s VOX! He’s VOX!
He’s still not dead.
He's VOX! But there's no booze!
That’s worse instead.

So will Vox someday escape?
I don’t know.
Will he want to hunt down Boing?
I think so!
Will he ever be captain again?
I don’t know.
But I'm sure he’d kill for a brew a-bout now!




markus_cz wrote :-

THE YEAR THAT WAS
...in Gemclod

The interactive map of Gemclod is at the usual place


And now some pictures: