I really enjoy the page “Overheard in Duskwall”. All the little tidbits and rumors really flesh out the city, as well as providing good score or story hooks. One of the things in this section was a single verse of a sea shanty. So, since there was only one verse, I of course had to write a few more:
Pawned my farm for a ‘viathan hunter
Lost me ship to the ink
Paddled back home on a dead god’s shell
I’d sell me soul for a drink
We tracked the beast to the Northern Seas
But a storm came quick as a blink
The waves were as high as Crow’s Foot Tower
I would’ve sold me soul for a drink
The Iron Duke rocked as the daemon attacked
My sailors were pushed to the brink
I saw me death in the Void below
I was selling me soul for a drink
Though the beast was gone and I was home
There would always be that link
Many of me men died that trip
I sold their souls for a drink