📘 Session 5 – “The Modron’s March”

🎵 The Modron’s March  -

Varrick Songweave

🎵 The Modron’s March (Alt Version) -

Varrick Songweave

[Verse 1]
Through webs they fought in tunnels wide,
Dark silk clung as the Drow did hide.
But not all foes would flee that day—
DeSeth stepped forth to join the fray.
He cast his blades and joined their stand,
As poisoned bolts missed Rigg’s sure hand.
The spiders fell to spell and steel,
And DeSeth asked, “Let’s strike a deal.”

[Chorus]
🎶 March with the Modron, stranger still,
Where logic hums and time stands still.
From stars it dropped with whirs and ticks,
While Rigg swung high and Dino fixed.
Through shadowed caves and fate's design,
The Modron marches down the line. 🎶

[Verse 2]
They followed DeSeth past blood and bones,
Through winding rock and ancient thrones.
But in the dark, the stone betrayed—
A Roper lunged from jagged shade!
Tentacles flew, it pulled in tight,
Till wrenches cracked and flames burned bright.
With grit and spell, they fought as one,
And carved the beast ‘til it was done.

[Bridge]
Then shadows stirred—another shape!
A ticking cube in odd escape.
“An enemy?” Valen cried with dread,
And hurled his flask of oil ahead.
Dino tossed flame with fearsome flair,
But Mono stood, just singed and scared.
From Mechanus, its path unclear,
It beeped and clicked and drew maps near.

[Chorus]
🎶 March with the Modron, cubed and shy,
Not meant to burn, not meant to die.
A lamp, some oil—its intro grim,
Now follows Jinks, though not with whim.
To Mind Flayer dens and danger deep,
They brave the dark, they dodge their sleep! 🎶

[Outro]
DeSeth now walks the path they tread,
With Eilistraee’s light where others fled.
A prison waits with screams and chains,
Where villagers lie in psychic pains.
So raise your blades and spark your mind,
The stars await the bold, the kind—
The Modron marches, ticking on,
And fate shall write where they belong.

[Verse 1]
Through webs they fought in tunnels wide,
Dark silk clung as the Drow did hide.
But not all foes would flee that day—
DeSeth stepped forth to join the fray.
He cast his blades and joined their stand,
As poisoned bolts missed Rigg’s sure hand.
The spiders fell to spell and steel,
And DeSeth asked, “Let’s strike a deal.”

[Chorus]
🎶 March with the Modron, stranger still,
Where logic hums and time stands still.
From stars it dropped with whirs and ticks,
While Rigg swung high and Dino fixed.
Through shadowed caves and fate's design,
The Modron marches down the line. 🎶

[Verse 2]
They followed DeSeth past blood and bones,
Through winding rock and ancient thrones.
But in the dark, the stone betrayed—
A Roper lunged from jagged shade!
Tentacles flew, it pulled in tight,
Till wrenches cracked and flames burned bright.
With grit and spell, they fought as one,
And carved the beast ‘til it was done.

[Bridge]
Then shadows stirred—another shape!
A ticking cube in odd escape.
“An enemy?” Valen cried with dread,
And hurled his flask of oil ahead.
Dino tossed flame with fearsome flair,
But Mono stood, just singed and scared.
From Mechanus, its path unclear,
It beeped and clicked and drew maps near.

[Chorus]
🎶 March with the Modron, cubed and shy,
Not meant to burn, not meant to die.
A lamp, some oil—its intro grim,
Now follows Jinks, though not with whim.
To Mind Flayer dens and danger deep,
They brave the dark, they dodge their sleep! 🎶

[Outro]
DeSeth now walks the path they tread,
With Eilistraee’s light where others fled.
A prison waits with screams and chains,
Where villagers lie in psychic pains.
So raise your blades and spark your mind,
The stars await the bold, the kind—
The Modron marches, ticking on,
And fate shall write where they belong.