The Song of the Massacre on Filigree Plain

Beastmen & Chaos Dwarfs (Tim) vs Ogres (Mike)

From out the woods of Darkest Heart 

Came baying Beasts with weapons high

With horns and cloven hooves and snouts 

And wiry muscles drenched in fur 

The Beastmen came to bring their hate 

Of all things walking unlike them 

And with the Beasts of bowers dark

Came stunted monsters decked in steel 

Once noble and heroic born 

Now only wrong did they begat 

And marching rank on rank in gold 

They came to slake their vicious thirst 

 The Ogre Kingdom of Great Maw 

Besieged by south and west so far 

Now set its shoulders hard to east 

To meet this direst threat 

Twice the height of merest man but no less brutal when at war

The Ogres bellowed challenges 

And charged to test their strength 

Clash of axe and sword and club 

Clash of head and horn 

The Ogres and the Beasts and Dwarfs 

Did quake the earth beneath 

On the Plain of Filigree 

They fought until the dusk 

Battle raged and wounds were cut 

Bodies hewn and crushed 

Sorcery bought greater might 

And summoned nature's wrath

Spawn of Chaos were cut down 

But Beast Gors held their ground

The sun grew near to setting's time 

And still the combat fought 

Neither Ogres, Dwarfs, nor Beasts

Would flee without won war 

For all were animals in mind 

And wanted only death 

 But battles cannot last for long 

With end of day comes end of life 

Armies smashed and then devoured 

As victors rage with bloody lust 

And even well-matched foes must learn 

That one must lose for one to win 

The Beasts and Dwarfs had held the Plain 

And Filigree was theirs to claim 

The Ogres proud and confident

Had lost it all in just one day

Now battered, broken, slain and gone, 

Their Kingdom was at risk