Six Ages: Ride Like the Wind

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You already know Ghur is dangerous – this is a Realm so violent that it’s actually eating itself! But if you’ve not been down into the Gnarlwood, you’ve not seen anything yet. Trees usually have a bark that’s worse than their bite, but gnarloaks will bark at you AND bite you. These gore-swollen shrubs can even uproot themselves to ensnare unwary travellers in talon-like branches.

The Gnarlwood lies in western Thondia, the prime landmass of the Ghurish Heartlands. It’s a region known for its primordial landscapes, voracious predators, and suspiciously low rental prices.

Everything in the Gnarlwood hungers for flesh. Those who manage to escape the attentions of the gnarloaks find themselves assailed by less floral predators – from fist-sized bloodwasps and six-legged hunting cats to giant reptilian monstrosities that can swallow a rhinox whole. Only the very brave or the very foolish will dare enter this forest of horrors.

Grab some ale and sing along:

One mug filled with mead til the morning
Too much for an elf
Two more mugs full of mead til the morning
Add more from the shelf

There's three mugs filled with mead til the morning
Long since I was born
Four more mugs full of mead til the morning
Worthy of a dwarf

Nobody is welcome
In a tavern full of drunken dwarves
No respect for humans
Dragons, trolls, or pointy ears!
If you want to die, stay as long as you're alive
We'll bring chaos to the tavern
Til the dawn has come

Nobody is welcome
In a tavern full of drunken dwarves
No respect for humans
Dragons, trolls, and pointy ears!
If you want to run, do it faster than my axe
Don't you dare mess with a hall
Full of drunken dwarves!

May you hear us sing along, from the forest
To the tavern's hall, until we fall
Alchemy and magic forge the night
Into a hearth of stone
In the tavern's hall, until we fall

With five mugs full of mead til the morning
Someone starts to crawl
Six more mugs full of mead til the morning
Everybody falls

Seven mugs full of mead til the morning
Right or even wrong
With eight more mugs of mead til the morning
We will start the brawl!

May you hear us sing along, from the forest
To the tavern's hall, until we fall
Our blood is boiling fast
Like mead poured on the table
In the tavern's hall, until we fall

Nobody is welcome
In a tavern full of drunken dwarves
No respect for humans
Dragons, trolls, or pointy ears!
If you want to die, stay as long as you're alive
We'll bring chaos to the tavern
Til the dawn has come

Nobody is welcome
In a tavern full of drunken dwarves
No respect for humans
Dragons, trolls, and pointy ears!
If you want to run, do it faster than my axe
Don't you dare mess with a hall
Full of drunken dwarves!

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