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Roderik
With the roaring and blasts of acid and lightning from the dragons Roderik leapt back into his saddle and shouted above the din, "Get on your horses, browns prefer them as food, and are less likely to breathe on us is we're on horseback, and low, the blue although less likely to care whether anything is left of us to digest, has a better chance to win, and will work harder to kill the brown and come after us, than to stop us from fleeing.
The nearly paniced horse, Shadowspawn, galloped away glad to be moving away from the wyrms, as the bard sang out*,
"Wise, Wise, Wise sir Rodie,
when dragons reared their fearsome heads
he bravely turned his tail and fled.
Wise Sir Rodie turned about,
so gallantly he chickened out,
bravely taking to his feet
he beat a very brave retreat.
The blue and brown can fight all night
for we shall flee in awesome fright,
To see the sun rise is our goal
and not be fried to chunks of coal."
and on the song rose in perfect timbre and pitch as the horse fled past the battling wyrm's on to safety.
OOC: *sung to the tune of Brave Sir Robin, from Monty Python and the Holy Grail
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