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[lumendelmari]

Chapter Thirty-Five

Preparing for War

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1485 DR / Day 38

Ghohlbrorn’s Lair, Gracklstugh

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“Here we are,

Different paths led us here,

Now we stand,

Happily drunk, united as one, ready to fall.

You will rise,

Warriors of rock, sweet children of mine.

Allfather's best,

Protected by faith, we're an army ready to fall.

Together we stand, together we fall,

When we do die, we meet in the hall,

The eternal feast goes on,

Warriors unite, we will stand up and fight,

See the flagons fly in Valhalla!

If we all die, we will feast on a high.

For the mead is flowing in Valhalla!”

Those were the lyrics exuberantly sung in Ghohlbrorn’s Lair that afternoon. One drink had turned into two, quickly becoming three and then four. Lizva kept them coming. The four companions soon lost count of how much they’d consumed and how much time had passed. Then when Fargas offhandedly asked Zelyra if she knew any tavern ditties, the half-elf shared the ‘mead-song’ taught to her and Arlathan by the half-giant, Krom. The barbarian had periodically chanted those verses and many others throughout their various battles against the cultists of the Gol’Goroth. The song quickly became a favorite of Arlathan’s—it mentioned mead, after all. [1]

The adventure in Goldleaf felt like an entire lifetime ago. Zelyra had been trapped in the Underdark for nearly four tendays now. And yet, the druid could admit that time spent was not all bad…

Fargas learned the lyrics in no time. The halfling currently stood on a table, tankard raised in the air, as he and a red-faced Zelyra led the entire common room in a rousing sing-along. Kazimir and Derendil pounded on the table for background accompaniment. Various non-duergar patrons who had come in to drown their sorrows or were looking to relax after a long day added a chorus. Even the stern-faced barkeep, Lizva, tapped a toe in time with the beat. This was the liveliest the Lair had been in some time, and as she was making a killing from the ale sales, the duergar was not about to stop the chaos.

“What’s Valhalla?!” a random svirfneblin called out.

But in their revelry, Zelyra and Fargas did not hear the question.

“Show no fear (warriors)

We must fight 'til the end (brave and free)

Glorious in battle (warriors)

Challenging death (brave and free).”

It was an extremely confusing scene for the other half of the party to walk into. Specifically, the half that had just spent several hours in the temple of Laduguer with Grinta and Thangus Ironhead after interfering in an assassination attempt against the latter. Fraeya had been fatally wounded in the crossfire. But the rogue still drew breath thanks to Thangus Ironhead’s gratitude and mercy.

The cleric of Laduguer had managed to heal much of the damage wrought by the assassin’s blade but warned that it could be a day or two before Fraeya regained full use of her voice. Due to the stitches that now lined her throat, the drow could only speak in a whisper, and it was painful to do so. So, for the time being, Sarith was Fraeya’s voice. The rogue would telepathically communicate anything she wished to say via sending stone for the warrior to repeat aloud. Sarith was not thrilled about it but recognized it was the best solution given the circumstances. [2]

Fraeya put on a strong front during their walk through the Blade Bazaar. But as soon as the group descended from the public eye and into the Lair, the façade dropped. The rogue lethargically draped an arm around Sarith’s shoulder for support. The warrior was stunned by the action—after all, how often did a female drow show weakness in front of a lesser male—but did his duty to help her along. Balasar, Eldeth, and Nine were also fighting their own bouts of exhaustion and irritation. And now, after their horrible ordeal, to walk into the Lair and find the others reveling…and drinking! They were none too pleased.

“What’s going on here?” Eldeth cried out.

. . .

Read more here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/35100307/chapters/118576672

or

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13962836/35/The-Grey-Warriors

[robascoltayoutube]

The Irish Rovers - "Trust in drink" [2012]

[ingravinoveritas]

♫ Oh, yeah, I'll tell you somethin' I think you'll understand When I say that somethin' I wanna hold your hand... ♫

[guppygiggles]

A glimpse into their home life 💙

[hollenka99]

I love how Lovejoy songs tend to have one of three themes:

A) Hey girl, you know you deserve better so how about you leave that prick for someone better (like me)

B) We’re not compatible but fuck if we’re not going to be toxic about it as we stay together anyway

C) Fuck the way politics has turned out in the 21st century

[timeofbeauty]

Wind Song, 1966.

[sugdensdingle]

[leoiraa]

my version of an arthur kirkland playlist :P (or, in other words, popular british songs i think he’d get a bit too excited about when he’s had enough to drink)

this was inspired by @sunnylolli ‘s playlist post from like a year ago and ive been thinking about it ever since lol

[clumsycapitolunicorn]

ineffable husbands + ineffable bureaucracy

🤝

dates at human restaurants

[fridayiminlovemp3]

men will just get on the internet and LIEEEE

[davidtennantgenderenvy]

Excerpt from my Good Omens WIP Dead Wishes!

For fear that in saying anything else he’d end up accidentally revealing how utterly charmed he was, Aziraphale chose to simply introduce himself. “I’m… Aziraphale.”

The man hesitated, as if lost in a painful, far-off memory, then pulled himself back to the moment, his eyes twinkling- He’d taken his sunglasses off, revealing perhaps the most striking and intense pair of eyes Aziraphale had ever seen. They were hazel, but seemed to almost glow golden when the light caught upon them, and decorated with deep circles and creases. He could see now why Crowley wore sunglasses during his performance- to subject an entire room to the hypnotic depth of those eyes could be a dangerous thing indeed. 

 “Crowley. Anthony Crowley.” 

Crowley’s speaking voice Aziraphale found to be as appealing as his singing; he could drown in the way his mouth wrapped around his name. There was a silky quality to it, in spite of its roughness. Sandpaper and velvet, Aziraphale thought. Exquisite. 

Crowley rested his chin on a sinewy hand before turning his gaze back to Aziraphale and raising a single brow inquisitively. “You don’t seem like you belong in a place like this.”

Aziraphale laughed sheepishly, giving himself  a brief once-over. “Ah, I guess you could tell from everything about me.” Crowley laughed- a full laugh, brash, goofy, unpretty- and yet beautiful all the same. Azirpahale wouldn’t normally think a statement like that to be worthy of so much laughter- it was definitely the whiskey. 

“I’m… trying to be a bit more spontaneous. I very much tend to stay in my own world… not even my world, really. Other peoples’. Fictional people…” he added, growing more embarrassed with every word. 

Crowley’s eyes bore no disdain, however, his face revealing only a keen, sincere interest. “Well, when you consider the state of most real people, I don’t think I’m in any position to judge. I’m not much better,” he admitted with a sigh, his rangy legs fidgeting under the barstool. “If you couldn’t tell from the whole austere brooding rocker getup- yes, I’m fully aware of the image I’m cultivating here- most of the time I’ve just got Bentley here to keep me company.” He tapped his guitar case fondly. Oh my word, he named his guitar. I need him. 

[greaseonmymouth]

ok but "islands in the stream" being first on the playlist is just so perfect.

you know it had to be done!! every time I randomly hear that song I immediately think of them. earlier this year I was on vacation in Eastbourne on the southeast coast of England and one evening as I was looking for a place to have dinner I came across a pub - opened the door - and then immediately had to turn around and leave because the song playing in the pub was islands in the stream and I was overcome. I wound up going someplace else for dinner

here’s the link to the playlist for anyone else who wants to know what’s on it. there are a couple of songs on there that make no sense for this ship, I just included them because I like them and they put me in a good mood 😂

[copia]

you want to talk, you want to talk it ouuut? 'cause the joke's on me and i'm laughingg t̝̊ǫ͔̠͖̖̟̬̰̜͂̄̌ͮ̇̇͘̚͠o̵̴͔̞̝̰̼͎̤̱̣̠̫̦̼̫͕͒̿̃ͧͬ̅͗̏́ͤͩ̂͂͗ͦ́̈̏̐ͧ̍͛̊͋͢͢͡ͅơ̶̢̭̗͚͙͖̦̮̹̂̂́̈́̄̆̿̐̈́̇͋ͨ̂̿̎̚͜͝

[droughtofapathy]

"Welcome to the Theatre": Diary of a Broadway Baby

Kill the Whale

April 14, 2024 | Joe's Pub | Evening | Concept Album Release | Song Cycle | 1H 40M

Long ramble, so buckle in:

I did not like Kill the Whale. Let's start this off being very clear on that. I went in knowing nothing, and I was fully prepared to love it. I love Amber Gray, I love Grace McLean, I love weird avante garde art. This was... I did not like what was presented to me. As a song cycle, a series of solo character introductory songs that don't do much to serve the plot is certainly a choice. The performers are all vocal powerhouses, that's undeniable. And with genres like rap, hip-hop, and lots of rock & roll, I understand why every song was screltched to the high heavens. But it was borderline painful to listen to as the night wore on, partially owing to the inconsistent sound mixing and inappropriate acoustics of Joe's Pub, but mostly it's the writing. The seven(?)-person band overpowered the vocalists on any lines not belted, and the belting pitched out more than once. Would it kill some of the singers to hold the microphone a little further back when going for it? And why do contemporary songwriters all want their performers to blow out their vocal chords every night? Everyone was full throttle the whole time, and it left little room for growth or breath.

The song cycle does remarkably little to evoke more than just head-bopping beats, as if the story inspiration is only really a mood setter and not integral to any plot or story trying to be told. There are almost no duets or indeed, characters singing with each other at all. The final Chase sequence (three parts) is really just like ten parts of individual solos with different genres and beats. There's little to really tie these songs together beyond a vague association with Moby Dick. The lyrics too are more about feelings and moods than about crafting a story. Should this ever become a piece of musical theatre, I don't think it would work as presented. It was also a 100-minute show and they had to cut songs for time, so that's...long. More than half is just one character intro song after another, and they're not so much as "I Want" or "I Am" songs, so much as "here's what I'm thinking about, you don't know me, or care yet, but here I am just ruminating about life," and that's tiresome after the sixth one in a row.

Also, one character is heavily influenced by rap and hip-hop and uses a lot of AAVE in his songs. The writer is a white man. I...wonder who or what he might have worked with to craft these numbers. I also wonder why this writer wanted to write a character whose songs speak so deeply about contemporary Black struggle and oppression. Because while the body emulating this on stage is Black, the words are from a white creator who is only ever imagining what that experience is.

That being said, I'm a lesbian, and Grace McLean (though even she screlted too much for me in the end) being hot and sexy and aggressive was great. Didn't save the night, but great nonetheless.

Verdict: A Long Slog to Curtains

A Note on Ratings

Had the show only been an hour-long sampling of songs, I'd have been more positive. But this was too long to listen to the same thing time after time. As an album where I can control whether or not I want my eardrums to hurt (I was at the back of Joe's Pub, so I can't imagine how the people up front fared), maybe I'd like it more? It's not my taste, at the end of the day, and I'm sure there are many people who love it. Pass.

[katya-goncharov]

i am actually getting so fed up about hearing about football now

[saltyoaktree]

the way i can see ted following in his father's footsteps after that finale

Edit: ok I've had some sleep and took some time and I don't actually think that. I still agree with the tags though