An Ode to My Friends

game nights are the best

The drinks will flow and the dice start to roll

As we prepare to set off on our adventure

The group is all here and there’s nothing to fear

Pressing on to even further our tenure

Great foes we have felled on our journey together

Some quite small, others too deadly

Riches received and battles were won

Exploits that are worthy of their own merry melody

Some members have prospered, others have fallen

But the group still continues on

There is always new blood just round the corner

To ensure that the war will be won

Our story is worthy of its own epic tale

One of heroism, danger, and deceit

Some fight only for the love of the gold

Others humble thanks are all we receive

Through experience we grow and gain our strength

Found treasure becomes our own blade

At the end of the night all is made well

As long as the game through the night is well played.