Alright here’s the deal, I have the flu, or a cold, or possibly some sort of monster mixture of both. I’ve slept 30 of my last 48 hours, eaten nothing but hot dog buns, and frankly, had some very weird fever induced dreams.<\/p>\n
Now, I…think I’m feeling better. No fever, currently, and my face is only sort of threatening my existence. I feel well enough in fact, that I sat down to write a Sims Overthinking post, however…is that a good idea? I really like that series and I don’t want to wake up in three days only to realize I wrote into canon that Kelly had her baby and it’s a alien vampire from outer space, or whatever else this version of me might think sounds normal.<\/p>\n
Again, I’m pretty sure I’m lucid, but messing with a story I’m loving writing is not how I want to test that theory. So, instead, we’re gonna get some D&D content.<\/p>\n
I have a whole folder of things I’ve made for D&D campaigns that I either intend to publish, or am keeping for a rainy today. Today is a rainy day.
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I had a campaign going a while ago that required me to write a song written by a famous bird. The campaign was about adventurers finding themselves turned into woodland animals and having to solve a mystery around it. They would run into other small rodents that were adventurers like them, turned into creatures, but they would also meet animals that had never been people. The birds were always birds, and they had a complex culture mostly built around being bards. Hence, song written by a bird. Incidentally, the song can be sung to the tune of Wellerman, although that was an accident.<\/p>\n
Yinz<\/span><\/p>\n By Kneep the Magpie A tiny bird, we\u2019ll call him Yinz<\/span><\/p>\n He needed buttons, needed pins<\/span><\/p>\n Needed shiny \u2018bo-o-bbins\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n Things to call his own<\/span><\/p>\n He found a pebble<\/span><\/p>\n Found a seal<\/span><\/p>\n These things to Yinz had great appeal<\/span><\/p>\n But the wax was muted so<\/span><\/p>\n Yinz, Yinz, we call him Yinz Needed buttons, needed pins<\/span><\/p>\n Needed shiny \u2018bo-o-bbins\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n Things to make a home He took the wax seal to his friend<\/span><\/p>\n Said \u2018give me sticks and give me bread\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n Tossed the seal with little care<\/span><\/p>\n But his friend told him no<\/span><\/p>\n Yinz, Yinz, we call him Yinz Needed buttons, needed pins<\/span><\/p>\n Needed shiny \u2018bo-o-bbins\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n To build himself a throne<\/span><\/p>\n Yinz was cross, was quite put out<\/span><\/p>\n Took his wax back to his town<\/span><\/p>\n He stashed it away in a hole in the grout<\/span><\/p>\n The place that he called home<\/span><\/p>\n Yinz, Yinz, we call him Yinz<\/span><\/p>\n Needed buttons, needed pins<\/span><\/p>\n Needed shiny \u2018bo-o-bbins\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n To make a place his own<\/span><\/p>\n Yinz found a penny, found a rock<\/span><\/p>\n He found a magic ring could talk<\/span><\/p>\n But none of them where good enough<\/span><\/p>\n His jerk friend told him \u2018go\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n Yinz, Yinz, we call him Yinz<\/span><\/p>\n Needed buttons, needed pins<\/span><\/p>\n Needed shiny \u2018bo-o-bbins\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n Currency his own<\/span><\/p>\n Yinz looked his friend both up and down<\/span><\/p>\n At the collection he\u2019d turned down<\/span><\/p>\n He thought for a moment, thought for a hop<\/span><\/p>\n He gathered things to go<\/span><\/p>\n Yinz, Yinz, we call him Yinz<\/span><\/p>\n Needed buttons, needed pins<\/span><\/p>\n Needed shiny \u2018bo-o-bbins\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n His friend did not condone<\/span><\/p>\n On his way out he grabbed a nail<\/span><\/p>\n He hid a pin beneath his tail<\/span><\/p>\n His picky friends collection tipped<\/span><\/p>\n But Yinz he did go home<\/span><\/p>\n Yinz, Yinz, we call him Yinz<\/span><\/p>\n Needed buttons, needed pins<\/span><\/p>\n Needed shiny \u2018bo-o-bbins\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n To build himself a home<\/span><\/p>\n Yinz took the things and on his way<\/span><\/p>\n He saw a man rest in the hay<\/span><\/p>\n Upon his chest, there they were<\/span><\/p>\n The buttons, Yinz saw shone<\/span><\/p>\n Yinz, Yinz, we call him Yinz<\/span><\/p>\n Needed buttons, needed pins<\/span><\/p>\n Needed shiny \u2018bo-o-bbins\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n To move from cobblestone <\/span><\/p>\n Well Yinz swooped down, he bit the stitch Yinz, Yinz, we call him Yinz<\/span><\/p>\n Needed buttons, needed pins<\/span><\/p>\n Needed shiny \u2018bo-o-bbins\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n To make himself a home<\/span><\/p>\n With the buttons in his beak<\/span><\/p>\n The man not stirring in his sleep<\/span><\/p>\n Yinz had won the shortest war<\/span><\/p>\n He took his winnings home<\/span><\/p>\n Yinz, Yinz, we call him Yinz<\/span><\/p>\n Needed buttons, needed pins<\/span><\/p>\n Needed shiny \u2018bo-o-bbins\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n He needed things that shone<\/span><\/p>\n He set his collection down in the grout<\/span><\/p>\n He tilted head, he looked around<\/span><\/p>\n For suddenly, someway somehow<\/span><\/p>\n Yinz had made a home<\/span><\/p>\n Yinz, Yinz, we call him Yinz<\/span><\/p>\n Needed buttons, needed pins<\/span><\/p>\n Needed shiny \u2018bo-o-bbins\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n The grout was a fine home<\/span><\/p>\n With shiny things that lined the hole<\/span><\/p>\n The things he found, the things he stole<\/span><\/p>\n Yinz had found that he didn\u2019t mind<\/span><\/p>\n The grimey cob-ble-stone<\/span><\/p>\n I am well aware that our friend up in the header image is not<\/em> a magpie, but it was art I happened to have that seemed tangentially related. I don’t remember what possessed me to draw a match-wielding bird, but it worked out. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I think I need a nap.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Alright here’s the deal, I have the flu, or a cold, or possibly some sort of monster mixture of both. I’ve slept 30 of my last 48 hours, eaten nothing but hot dog buns, and frankly, had some very weird fever induced dreams. Now, I…think I’m feeling better. 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\n<\/span>That held the buttons to the bitch
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\n<\/span>Yinz\u2019s plan would not delay
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\n<\/span>Nor would it postpone<\/span><\/p>\n