Song created by Sabath to draw Setram to Eloy
1655
The tune was jaunty, jolly and memorable, the words neatly drawing a mental picture of the story. The story was uncomfortably familiar....
Three good companions, an Orc, a Thief and a Red-headed Beauty, went out one day to steal the treasure from an Evil Dragon. They waited until the Dragon was out, and descended into his lair, down a well. Pausing only to dance and laugh, they stole his treasure to the last copper, before coming down from the hills and returning to their home to live happily ever after while the Dragon lurked underground and ground his teeth.
Across the north of Alair, from the austere holy city of the Kordasa to rowdy Nasirolan at the swampy edge of the Trakar and south to warlike Radelin by Lake Isara in New Tellare, a new song was on the lips of bards and minstrels everywhere. None knew where it had come from; most heard it from another singer, or sung in a tavern, and thought to begin with that they were the first to have it. Catchy and funny, jaunty and merry, it was sure success when sung by even the least talented of performers. Inns and taverns rang to it, court bards played it for lords and their ladies in their halls, workers and farmers sang it as they laboured. In another week or so, it would sink back among the repertoires of singers to become just another song, though always a popular one. But for these few days, it was everywhere, and no-one who was keeping up with affairs in the North could fail to hear it.