The bard's tale (continued)

Our party escape the mine

We started our steady decline

We hid from a party of earthen

Our party's survival odds were thin

Our party escaped detection

The fighter had an infection

The bard started leading the way

Our party survived another day

Our party found an outpost

Where awaited a gracious host

Where would our party delve?

Our party's godsend? Silmerhelve

To be continued...

The bard's tale

Our party of four is now three.

The ranger has ceased to be.

The fighter has lost a hand.

Our party was just out-manned.

Our party just barely survived.

The ranger could not revived.

The fighter and bard came around.

Our party had to get above ground.

Our party had no time to mourn.

The ranger might just be reborn.

The bard then came up with a plan.

Our party would seek a holy man.

To be continued...