The Kingdom of the Wetlands: A first Event

"Kingdom of the Wetlands"

Or "A Wetlands Newbie's First Event" (To the tune of "Hotel California" by the Eagles) by Sir Topknot

On a dark Texas highway
Cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of a polecat
Rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance
I saw a smiling face
My head grew heavy & my sight grew dim
I had arrived at the place
There they stood at the gateway
I paid the entrance fee
And I was thinking to myself
Is this the place that's right for me?
Then they gave me a weapon
And they pointed the way
There were people ditching all night long
I thought I heard them say

Welcome to the Kingdom of the Wetlands
Such a humid place
(such a humid place)
Such a soggy place
Plenty of drinks in the Kingdom of the Wetlands
Any time of year
(any time of year)
You can party here
Their minds are focused on fighting
They're glad to spar with you
They've got a lot of artisans
I could be one, too
How they ditch in the daytime
And party at night
Some sing in the bardics
Some just want to fight
So I met with the Monarch
"Please tell me I'm right"
He said
"We will always welcome new members, to sew or to fight"
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say

Welcome to the Kingdom of the Wetlands
Such a humid place
(such a humid place)
Such a soggy place
They're livin' it up in the Kingdom of the Wetlands
What a friendly crew
(what a friendly crew)
Now I live here too
Wizards throwing spellballs
Warriors in steel
And she said
"You can choose to sing as a bard
To fight, or to heal"
And in the covered pavilion
They gathered for the feast
They sing the praises of the populace
From north, south, west, & east.
Next thing I remember
I was talking with some guy
I tried to think of what I would do if I had to say goodbye
"Relax" said my new friend
"Though your absence we will grieve,
You can join another Kingdom
But you never truly leave"

December 9, 1997, By Sir Topknot Grimwulff