Second-level filking

[Nazurahei]

PARTY DIVERSITY (Sung to the tune of the Schoolhouse Rock tune "Mother Necessity")

Party diversity
It brings us some tension
Where would our game be
Without this dimension?

Oh, things were mundane around the Blue Flame
Until Jack showed up, the hostile hin
Now everyone there knows his name
‘Cause he brags about himself again and again

Party diversity, where our game be?

Now, old Kralig the angry dwarf
Liked breaking knuckles out on the wharf
So his boss said, “Bring me a vandal’s head on a pike
Keep the streets safe so people buy drinks on Saturday night!"
Kralig sure liked inflicting violence
So it was a plan that made lots of sense

Party diversity, help us to achieve!

Nazurahei only came out at night
Seemed like she’d wilt in the daylight
Gotta wonder what the girl’s got up her sleeve
Just what it is she trying to achieve 
She works hard for the neighborhood scribe
But what’s up with the goth chick vibe?

Party diversity!

Deacon, why do people call you Mourning?
“Only on the shining path of light do I tread
Law and good, trust me, are anything but boring
And if you disagree, I’ll just crush your head!”

Party diversity, where would we be?
 
Then dusky-skinned Felosil walked into the place
A drow alone but without a care
Should I ask Felosil out on a date?
Hard to tell gender with that unisex hair

Party diversity, where would we be?

That half orc may not be too bright
He didn’t give a name, but he seems alright
Then a war mage joined to our delight
He can swing a sword or cast Searing Light
And so our ranks grew and grew, night by night
Let’s hope we can avoid a fight, fight, fight, fight

Party diversity
It brings us some tension
Where would our game be
Without this dimension?

[Shotoku]

MASTEMA NICHTA (sung to the tune of "Ziggy Stardust" by David Bowie)

Oh

Ooooooh, yeah...

Ahh

Mastema was a mage, hangin' at the Blue Flame Tavern
in Waterdeep town
he worshipped Mystra
served lady Laeral
lived to practice his Art, for therein lay his heart

Mastema studied hard, graduated Academy with honors
and made to move on,
he would search for adventure
he would learn what he could
Waterdeep held him still, some destiny to fill

Perhaps the Red Wizards, Thay bastards who trade in magic,
would prove to be his bane
So he kept a watchful eye on their enclave should they try, oh

uuunnnhhh

Mastema met some lads, a watch was formed to keep the night guarded
from wrongdoing gangs
He was the nazz
enchanting those rats
He used up all his spells, but boy they were successful

But then for a night there, Mastema sucked up into his mind, ahh
an amnesiac warlock
So what could have happened when he slept like one of the dead?

oh yeah,

whoo-ooo

Mastema was a mage

[Smiling Jack]

Clerics are Kooks (to the tune of Sabbath's "Fairies Wear Boots")

Joined a group late one night
The clerics just did not seem right
Yeah we went to a temple, not surprised what I saw
The cleric kooks each had a major flaw

All right now!

Clerics are kooks and you gotta believe me
Yeah I saw it, I saw it, I tell you no lies
One wants all our treasure and one's clipping fingers
This party needs to find two new guys

Well all right now!

Clerics are kooks and you gotta believe me
Yeah I saw it, I saw it, I tell you no lies
One's high and mighty, I think one's a hooker
This party needs to find two new guys

Allllll right now!

So I went to the dark scribe
See what she could tell me
She said hin, hin, you've gone too far
'Cause this evil skull is all that can save you
Nooooooooooo!