Act 1 of Dungeons and Drama, created by Seahorse Trash!

The Small Town Of Somver

Riddles

Orc Fight

Lost

Stay Low

You'll Be Alright

Big Twist

With Your Tears

First Impressions

DRA-GON

[Įsakymas]
Iš jūros gelmių valdovas mus šaukė,
Jo balsas stiprus po vandeniu gaudė.
“Raskit princesę – žvynų valdovę,
Atneškit man jos širdį, kūną ir galvą.”

Rasit ją ten, kur laivai klajoja,
Ten kur žvynai kaip žvaigždės žėruoja.
Per audrą, per druską, per naktį juodą,
Per žuvų takus kur legendos gyvuoja

[Kelionė]
Išplaukėm naktį per rūką žalią,
„Viena ašara mus neš – be galo.“
Roksana šaukė, juokėsi vėjai,
Flintas kalė, kibirkštys liejos.

[Priedainis]
Heja, broliai, bangos riaumoja,
Heja, sesės, laivą nešioja;
Heja, broliai, jūra šoka,
Heja, sesės, druska sprogsta;

[Kova ant Denio]
Laivas prieš laivą – audra virš galvų,
Karalienė šliaužia tarp savo sargų.
Pusė moters, pusė gyvatės,
Akyse – banga ir plienas matės.

[Eve]
“Į liniją, vyrai! Pasiruoškit kovai!
Jūsų laukia Sahuagin lavonai!”

[Kai]
„Smūgis tylus, kaip vėjo daina,
Pusiausvyroj slypi mūsų jėga.“

Vienas po vieno krito sargai,
Bet jų kraujas tekėjo karalienei;
Flintas rėkia: „Duokit man ją!“
Ir šoka, griebia, pargriauna ją.

[Karalienės Kerštas]
Ją partrenkė, į denį bloškė,
Plaukai gyvatės aplink jį ropštės;
Dantys žibo, šnypštė vėjas,
O jūra juokės – mirtis tikėjos.

Flintas smogė, dangus suvirpėjo,
Karalienė krito, širdis suspurdėjo;
Bet žvilgsnis jos – persmelkė sielą,
Sutiko akys vargšę Roksaną .

[Akmenėjimas]
„Ką darai, dievų vaike?“ –
Šnypštė ji, kol blanko jėga;
Ir tada netikėtai – tarsi stichija,
Roksana pavirto akmenine statula!

[Priesaika]
Flintas klupi – delnai kruvini,
„Pabudinsiu akmenį, tikėk manimi!“
Ugnim ir vandeniu priesaiką duoda,
Kad meilė stipresnė už laiką įrodo.

[Priedainis]
Heja, broliai, bangos riaumoja,
Heja, sesės, laivą nešioja;
Kovon, į gylį, kur šviesa blėsta,
Akmuo dainuoja, širdis nemiega.

[Epic trumpet solo]

Heja, broliai, bangos riaumoja,
Heja, sesės, laivą nešioja;
Kovon, į gylį, kur šviesa blėsta,
Akmuo dainuoja, širdis nemiega.
Kovon, į gylį, kur šviesa blėsta,
Akmuo dainuoja, širdis nemiega.

Akmens Daina

[Scene I – “The Anvil Calls”]

[Chorus of Dwarves chant]
“Karr dum! Thrak mar! Hurn vak bar!”
(Strike stone! Shape fire! Bend ore hard!)

[Flint]
Born from light, but bound to form,
I breathe the heat, I crave the storm.
Teach me, iron fathers, how to bind the spark in clay.

[Durgrumst]
Boy of Heaven, your hands are soft,
but your heart rings true when the hammer falls.
Here, we do not pray — we strike.

[Chorus chant]
“Drun kharr! Dur mal thrak!”
(Work the flame! Forge the truth!)

[Scene II – “Lessons of the Forge”]

[Durgrumst]
Each blow remembers all before it.
Each spark is the echo of a god’s thought.
Steel is patient — so must you be.

[Flint]
I will wait until the metal sings,
till shape appears between the flames.
I will listen to the silence in the strike.

[Dwarven Chorus]
“Garr thrum! Konn daal ruk!”
(Hold firm! Let the will flow!)

[Durgrumst]
The forge does not yield to the impatient.
Steel bends only to those who know themselves.

[Flint]
Then make of me a tool, old master —
a hand that shapes rather than shatters.

[Scene III – “Oath of Iron”]

[Durgrumst]
To be counted among us, you must seek three truths.
Bring back what moves yet stays, what weighs yet shrinks, what holds yet fades.

[Flint]
A solid that flows… a burden that grows small… a vessel for the unseen.
I swear by fire and anvil, I shall return with all three.

[Chorus chant]
“Thrak mor dur! An korr vak!”
(Forge made oath! Iron bound path!)

[Choir hum]
“mmm–ra–karr”

[Flint] I am stone that remembers flame.
[Durgrumst] Go then, spark of Heaven’s forge.
[Chorus] “Dur thrak mor!” (Forge eternal!)

Act I – “The Maker in Stone”

[Flint]
Hammer and shield, both call my hand,
Shape of the world at my command;
I fight as I forge — to make, not to break,
A promise born in every ache.

[Eve Moonclaw]
Keep pace, Heaven-born, if you can stand,
War’s not a forge but shifting sand;
I swing for blood, not beauty’s sake,
Your ideals melt before they take.

[Flint]
Yet every strike defines its place,
Even fury needs a face;
I’ll bear your fire, lion-kind,
Till strength and craft are intertwined.

[Chorus of Soldiers]
March on the flame that tempers the will,
Iron hearts beating, the anvil still;
Forge us together, spark and steel,
Till fire and brotherhood are real.

[Kai Windfeather]
Wind on the road, whisper of east,
Feather and steel in the same beast;
The sword must dance, the heart must guide,
Justice walks close at the traveler’s side.

[Chorus of Soldiers]
Fire in the forge and fire in the vein,
Strike once for joy, twice for pain;
When morning breaks, we’ll march anew,
Four sparks, one flame, bright and true.

[Eve Moonclaw]
March on the flame that tempers the will,
Iron hearts beating, the anvil still;
Forge us together, spark and steel,
Till fire and brotherhood are real.

[Thalrin Swiftfoot]
Stillness? Ha! Try marching behind her roar,
I’ve never seen peace — not since war;
Yet coin and ale, that’s worth the run,
I’ll guard your backs — and drink when done!

[Ensemble Quartet]
Four sparks meet on the road of men,
None the same, yet one again;
Fire and feather, paw and hand,
Bound by forge and oath we stand.

[Flint]
The forge once taught me shape and tone,
But here I learn I’m not alone;
To craft a bond, to guard, to trust,
These are metals that do not rust.

[Eve Moonclaw]
Your words are strange, but ring like gold,
The heat in hearts can still be cold;
Yet drink with me, and prove you’re strong,
We’ll wrestle dawn before too long.

[Kai Windfeather]
Honor’s weight is light tonight,
Beneath the stars our paths unite;
If war must come, let courage blend,
The maker’s hand will not offend.

[Flint]
The maker, the fighter, the flier, the fool,
Four halves of one impossible tool;
Raise cups, my friends, to roads ahead,
To live, to fight, to forge instead.

[Final Ensemble]
Fire in the forge and fire in the vein,
Strike once for joy, twice for pain;
When morning breaks, we’ll march anew,
Four sparks, one flame, bright and true.

Act II – “The Company of Sparks”

[Flint]
Hammered decks and hearts of oak,
Sparks still fly when steel is soaked;
I’ll mend the hull, I’ll fight the gale,
A smith turned soldier trims the sail.

[Captain Roxane]
Brave you stand, but storms don’t yield,
Pride alone can’t steer the keel;
Work the ropes, and mind my words,
I rule the wind, you wash my boards.

[Choir]
Raise the mast, the storm is kind,
Salt and flame and iron combined;
One Musky Tear cuts through the spray,
The Emerald Sea will know our way.

[Choir]
Wind and wave, the compass spins,
Fortune favors louder sins;
Crew of flame and feathered wing,
Let thunder be the song we sing!


[Flint]
Dive beneath where shadows bite,
Fists for hammers, dark for light;
Crab and shark and twisted claw,
I’ll forge my path through ocean’s maw.

[Captain Roxane]
Foolish spark, the deep deceives,
Trust no song the current weaves;
Yet courage stirs my sailor’s soul,
Strike true below, and claim the goal.

[Choir]
Haul the line, the bubbles rise,
Sea and sky trade lullabies;
One breath lost for every prize,
Keep faith till daylight dries.

[Epic flute solo]

[Eve Moonclaw]
Fire won’t burn in ocean’s throat,
Yet rage still keeps the heart afloat;
I’ll guard the deck while others fall,
Flame defies the sea’s cold call.

[Kai Windfeather]
Calm the mind, let motion guide,
Even storms have peace inside;
The sword flows soft, the current bends,
The maker’s craft through combat ends.

[Choir]
Deep call, dark hall,
Hear the forge beneath it all;
Strike and spark, till breath is spent,
Shape the sea with your intent.

[Thalrin Swiftfoot]
I’ll steal the wind, I’ll cheat the tide,
Leap from mast to ship’s far side;
If luck’s a coin, I’ve flipped it twice,
We live, we drink — that will suffice!


[Captain Roxane]
Arco’s guns light up the blue,
Aim for flame, our course holds true;
Chain the helm, let cannons sing,
We’ll crown this sea our anvil-ring!


[Flint]
Through salt and pain, through forge and foam,
I’ve found the shape that feels like home;
Not gold nor gods, but hearts that stay,
My craft is those who fight my way.

[Captain Roxane]
Isles of myth may fade and fall,
But bonds outlast the siren’s call;
I’d trade all charts, all crowns of sea,
For crew that stands eternally.

[Thalrin Swiftfoot]
I’ll steal the wind, I’ll cheat the tide,
Leap from mast to ship’s far side;
If luck’s a coin, I’ve flipped it twice,
We live, we drink — that will suffice!

[Eve Moonclaw]
So pour the rum and mend the sail,
We’ve lived to sing another tale;
The sea’s our forge, the stars our sign,
Four sparks, one flame — forever mine.

[Final Chorus]
Raise your hammers, raise your hands,
The sea obeys no mortal lands;
From forge to storm, our story grows,
In hearts of makers, fire glows.

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