A Tribute to Bright Oakfellow
Performed by: Bouquet Folethor
Let it be known to all races here
Place/Gathering : The Isles/Tavern Night October 2008 Date: Written October 2003 Original by/Sung to: Bouquet Folethor D'Amandes Be they brown-skinned or black skin or white A cautious mage of no consequence stands in our crowd tonight. Some call him shady, some call him a sap Some ask him for far-sight But everyone, most everyone has here tell heard of Bright. Now looking at this simple man you'd nary give him a glance a tunic soft of forest green dark brown be the color of his pants. But if you dismiss that oak of a fellow allow me to shed you some light He's a strong sturdy tree! A living shrubbery of mystical magics: that's Bright. A fighter with smarts will always find room next to Bright in the middle of a field A circle, some words, a growl can be heard Enchantments are forced to yield. Of secrets and true names he know lots thought he might not be always forthright It could just be that the knothead forgot If so, then it's safe with Bright! "Roots run deep," the mage began I turned and asked him why No answer came, and I fell dead! The zombies passed him by... (jerk) When "fog" doth blow right through our group When voices possess the night You hear a shout: "Protect the soul, bitch!" You can readily assume that's Bright!... or Rel. It's hard to tell on a night quest. In fortune telling no one does better than the Bearded Mage of Nature, you see He throws in the air one long black quill feather "Brother Raven, on the wind speak to me." *caw!* And so this bug might try all night to talk of a tree that's such a delight But truthfully, Oakfellow, you deserve this limelight. So shake a branch and huzzah him once; my brohenna, Magus Bright. |
Created by Janna Oakfellow-Pushee at 11-03-08 07:38 PM
Last Modified by Janna Oakfellow-Pushee at 11-03-08 07:56 PM