Auguri totali-globali-totali!

Un pò in ritardo comunque auguri a tutti e per ritornare ad un clima natalizio ecco a voi il canto di natale del giocatore di ruolo (sulla musica di "Jingle Bells".

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RING THEIR BELLS
(aka "the munchkin's theme")

sulla musica di "Jingle Bells"


Slashing trough the orcs,
with a good two handed blade,
over corpses we go
and trough the gore we wade
Mace on helmet rings,
making bodies fly,
what fun to sing our slaying song
and watch these suckers die


Oh, ring their bells with swords and spells
don't let 'em get away,
we're brave and bold for fame and gold
we'll make a lot today...
Oh, ring their bells with swords and spells
don't let 'em get away,
we'll hack and slash and blast and trash
and blow these dudes away...

Crashing trough the door,
into the dragon's nose,
our mage wips out a cone of cold
and out his fire goes
Elven bowstrings sing,
making balrogs fall,
our thief finds a secret door
into the treasure hall


Oh, ring their bells with swords and spells
don't let 'em get away,
we're brave and bold for fame and gold
we'll make a lot today...
Oh, ring their bells with swords and spells
don't let 'em get away,
we'll hack and slash and blast and trash
and blow these dudes away...

Then appears the lich,
with his demon guard,
our wizard yawns and wishes
we'd run into something hard
He begins to cast
his nineteenth level spell,
the damn lich throws a gate at us
and drops us all in hell


Oh, ring their bells with swords and spells
don't let 'em get away,
we're brave and bold for fame and gold
we'll make a lot today...
Oh, ring their bells with swords and spells
don't let 'em get away,
we'll hack and slash and blast and trash
and blow these dudes away...

We appear in hell,
in front of Satan's throne,
our cleric waves us out the door
and takes him on alone
Satan's legions don't
want to let us go,
our techno pulls a bazooka out
and nukes 'em till they glow


Oh, ring their bells with swords and shells
don't let 'em get away,
we're brave and bold, and craze, we're told,
to tink we live the day...
Oh, ring their bells with prayers and spells
don't let 'em get away,
we'll hack and slash and blast and trash
and drag our loot away !!!

Mi associo agli auguri generalizzati.
Peccato che i padroni della baracca si siano eclissati da tempo, però. Siete vivi?

PS: mitica la canzoncina!

Più o meno sono vivi, solo che hanno poco tempo. Se fai un salto sul forum della Raven magari ogni tanto trovi At in chat. Questo è quel poco che so.