Tribe song of the fallen.

[Loial]

In a mercenary's tavern in Northern Icecrown up at the cold north of Northrend there is both a athmosphere of tierdsome fighters, celebrating warriors , drunk defeated broken soldiers and all kinds of men and races of them, who chose the life of the war.

In the corner near the big fire-place, giving away sparks and warmth to the big room, sits a big green orc, mostly of he's armour detached and kept by the table, he wears just a few peaces of he's plate and leather, an eye-patch covering a dead eye with a big scar crossing it, the orc is armwrestling a big white Taunka.
The match between the orc and he taunka lasts for 1 and a half minute untill the orc make's a big angry grunt and snarls , making the taunka to give in and pushes down he's fist down the table. "that's the Streangth of the Horde! you did fine! you will beome a good warrior of tha Horde!" - the orc shouted and roared with a grin. " Bah! next time i will force down that hand of your's Loial!" - the big Taunka answerd. Taking a few seconds to relax and to lose the adrenalin the orc sat down taking in big chunks of mead down's he's throat.

as the cold stormy night kept going on there were singing , dancing , gambling and brawls took place inside the gray big tavern.

The orc who was by the time in a mixed emotion, both joy of the mead, and sadness of being alone, stood up , revealing the mark on he's tabard and the big red colour around it, with he's flagon of mead in hand, he started to sing out loudly.



"Gathered round the wooden table
Same tavern as the nights before
I brace myself against the gable
Sunlight pushes its way through the gap in the door

As the golden sunbeams reach my eyes
I stand up and raise my mead up high

One more for our brothers who fought beside us
One more and forward again
Once more, we'll fight and conquer
Until we'll meet again

Staring at the stools not taken
I reach for my tankard of ale
The silence remains unbroken
All you hear is a tinkle of mail

As the golden sunbeams reach my eyes
I stand up and raise my mead up high

One more for our brothers who fought beside us
One more and forward again
Once more, we'll fight and conquer
Until we'll meet again

Like a raging thunderstorm we flew down the forested hill
Tree-trunks and rocks passing by
The endless ranks stood waiting out in the open field
My fingers gripped the handle of my sword

With full power we smashed into their lines
The ground shook, axess tasted flesh
Hooves trampling over men screaming for their lives
The battle raged until both troops were threshed

Grief no more over friends who died
That day will come to us all
Until then we shall fight with pride
Raise our mead till the dawn

Grief no more over friends who died
That day will come to us all
Side by side we shall ride once more
When the Horn calls for War

Feeling low and heavy hearted
Interrupted by a distant alarm
Seems like the war has started
May it be for our brothers in arms

Once again the golden sunbeam reaches my eyes
I stand up and raise my axe up high

One more for our brothers who fought beside us
One more and forward again
Once more, we'll fight and conquer
Until we'll meet again"



great cheering came out from the tavern as the song was done, soldiers and mercenarys where miles away in their toughts about death and the hell of the warfield, But the orc... he was not in the same good mood as the others, he could think nothing, about nothing else than he's brothers and sisters of he's tribe , the orcs of the red blade....

"when will i see my tribesmen again... when...?"

(( miss you guys  i'll get back asap i can afford too... ))

[Norv]

(( Ooh!
   *cheers to Loial*
   Speechless here! (and that doesn't happen that often, I'd say!)
   
   *tries hard to find words*
   Great story and song, thanks a lot for the reading! Take care out there, and know that we'll be right here when you come back! ))

[Morgeth]

((Loved it! The song is "One more" with Turisas, right? I have a friend that went mental over that song and had to play it every time we did table RP *cackle*

And there's a chair open for you, when you return!))

[Nergul]

(( ahhh, warm feelings! *carves a Tursisas in his blade* well written Loial! ))

[Mazguul]

(( Guess who went to a Turisas gig, met the support group at the bar, got invited to go out for a night of drinking with Turisas but couldn't go because she had work the next day. *Points at herself* Yup, me =P I still regret not going, regardless of work...

Awesome song! And great context too ))

[Norv]

(( Loial, can I please put it on the wiki? ))

[Claws]

Nice one loial.

Turisas ?   

[Loial]

(( please go ahead Norvis , idon't even know how wiki works     
see you in-game when i can afford it, and see you.. here! in the meanwhile  ))