📘 Session 13 - The Bottled Storm

"ThroughThe Heaven'sBottled Back Door"Storm" – Varrick Songweave

[Verse 1]
FromThrough Sondar’Limbo’s vault of dustbreath and shifting stone,
TheyWe hauledwalked oldwhere goldthought bycould circle’sshape glow.the Rookthrone.
said,A “Mystolen debt is paid in full,”
Then passedface, a pistol,captain’s wornguise,
High Jinks wore the flayer’s lies.

The monastery, once calm and cold.clear,
FiveNow thousandhummed coinswith for parting grace,
A smirk, a nod, no warm embrace.
He named a spire, a ship ofhunger, dread, Thenand vanishedfear.
whereThralls oldbowed captainslow tread.and dared not speak,
While psionic shadows kissed the weak.

[Hook]
Raise the sail,glass, let thunder form,
Sing the greentale seasof the bottled storm.
Letters sealed and secrets sworn,
Chaos caught before the morn.
Raise the glass, let legends roar,
ThroughFor heaven’sthe crew came back doorthrough once more.
Gold in the hold, crown in the dark,
A cursed little whisper with a bite and a bark.
Sing low, sing high, let the wild winds soar,
We’re bound for the Choir Master’Limbo’s door.

[Verse 2]
The gatecaptains demandedgathered magic’sin price,the Nothall,
bloodMind-born thislords time,beneath whichcommand.
seemedA quitestranger nice.
Bootsspoke of winter,gifts web-wandto bright,claim,
RingThen ofvanished Ramlike ina blue-greendying light.flame.

ValenOne watchedletter taken fair and bold,
One slipped away by rogue’s hand cold.
Underdark ink and Abyssal thread,
Marked the runesroads ignite,where Highhorrors Jinks fed sparks into the night.
The portal split with feyborn flame,
And Arborea called their name.spread.

[Hook]
Raise the sail,glass, let thunder form,
Sing the greentale seasof the bottled storm.
Letters sealed and secrets sworn,
Chaos caught before the morn.
Raise the glass, let legends roar,
ThroughFor heaven’sthe crew came back doorthrough onceLimbo’s more.door.

Gold[Bridge]
Valen whispered, sleep took hold,
The guarded blade fell quiet and cold.
Leydrick steadied wounded breath,
Turning mercy back from death.

Rigg struck sharp where shadows spun,
Jinks listened when the deed was done.
Falx was named in thesecret hold,tone,
crownAnother inhive, theanother dark,
A cursed little whisper with a bite and a bark.
Sing low, sing high, let the wild winds soar,
We’re bound for the Choir Master’s door.throne.

[Verse 3]
UponThen greenin wavesthe theircourtyard rowboatlightning spun,
The “peaceful trip” was quickly done.screamed,
A Morkothcrystal roseheart with teethtempest gleamed.
Air took shape with claws of gale,
And tore through stone with shrieking wail.

Dino reached with phantom hand,
Gith’rath fought where winds did stand.
Steel and spite,discipline, To ruin everyone’s afternoon delight.
Dino bracedspell and Leydrickflame,
prayed,
Rigg shot poorly, undismayed.
The wyrmling’s flame made sea-mist bloom,
And bought them space from certain doom.

[Bridge]
Then up they rose by dragon fire,
Past sea and stone and silver spire.
Valen tracedHeld the waystorm backthat home,none Incould circles inked on secret tome.
Dino stared where bright skies burned,
Knowing nice views mean trouble earned.
For heaven smiles with open hands,
Then buries knives beneath the sands.

[Verse 4]
In Arvandor’s enchanted green,
They tried their best not to be seen.
High Jinks became a twilight fox,
While Dino’s elf act shook the rocks.
Leydrick clanked with holy care,
Rigg rang bells from who-knows-where.
A glowing watcher turned aside—
Somehow the lie survived.tame.

[Final Hook]
Raise the sail,glass, let thunder form,
Sing the greentale seasof the bottled storm.
Letters sealed and secrets sworn,
Chaos caught before the morn.
Raise the glass, let legends roar,
ThroughFor heaven’sthe crew came back doorthrough once more.
Gold in the hold, crown in the dark,
A cursed little whisper with a bite and a bark.
Sing low, sing high, let the wild winds soar,
We’re bound for the Choir Master’Limbo’s door.

[Outro]
Five shadows stand where starlight streams,
Before the land of deathless dreams.
The crown still calls, the songs still pour,
And trouble waits behind the door.
So tune the lute and mark the score—map We’reand bound forguard the Choirflame,
Master’sThe door.Illithid plots now bear a name.
From Underdark deep to Abyss torn,
We sail beyond the bottled storm.