Season of the Bard

Crouched in the dark, stats flicker

In an out, rolling damage,

click clack the dice fall,

skeletons clatter on paper shadows

and ink dreams follow a party.

Dragons, elves, queens and kings

all fall to my rule.

With a strum of my strings

and a bonus action plays,

I will fuck a god with a roll of dice.

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