A Bard's Rap to Waterdeep

by Asmodian

I must bid you all ta-ta, I've made my peace with ma,

I can feel it in my chakra, time to leave for Athkatla.

Sitting idle is a sin, when there's nowhere that I've been,

I've got some hearts to win, and kills to steal from Paladin.

There's lessons to be learned, and experience to be earned,

Or into ashes I'll be turned, like our wizard that got burned.

I may make the cleric sigh, but this comes from a guy,

Whos obsessed with trying to buy, armor that makes you fly.

Warn the enemies in advance, our fighter does a mean sword dance,

But ladies have no chance, as he's the first to take off his pants.

The rogue will have a beef, if you try to call her a thief,

But I am of the belief, it's just a show to hide her grief,

And although he's not known yet, the barbarian we can't forget,

which can be easy cuz he's quiet, probably due to his strange diet,

There's just one more stranger, to help us out of danger,

But since she's never around, I'll just mention that she's a ranger,

So I feel the world needs me, just as musicians need the clef,

Maybe I'm still a welp, but tell that to the lord of Wealdath.