Serj Speaks - A Bard's Journal

[Serj Eason]

Be at peace, Serj Eason.

EPISODES Episode VI: Eulogy for a Bard Episode V: The Baron Episode IV: Promotion Episode III: So, What's Your Name? Episode II: Marchin' Up To Vesper Episode I: O'er To The Mountains SONGS The Baron - Performed by Serj Eason at The Green Goblin Folk Of Altmere - Performed by Gregor Eason at Altmere Outpost Marchin' Up To Vesper: Enhanced Edition - Performed by Serj Eason at The Green Goblin O'er To The Mountains: Enhanced Edition - Performed by Serj Eason at The Green Goblin 'THE CRAZY COVIAN' - The complete story of Serj Eason.

[Serj Eason]

EPISODE IV: PROMOTION

Serj stumbled away from parade. It was not a surprise that he received his promotion; he had worked earnestly for it.
But nonetheless, t'was a great honour. On returning to the humble Eason residence, Gregor was waiting..

Episode IV: Promotion - Listen to the encounter!


Serj is promoted to Watchman!


Serj encounters Gregor back at home.

[Serj Eason]

SONG LYRICS

THE BARON - Written by Serj Eason

Once upon a time in a place called Cove,
There was a man who declared himself owner of the town yo.
His birthright, gave access to some stitches and some riches,
which he used to transform the land into more than ditches.
He started a militia, full'a peasants and fishermen,
He taught 'em how to fight when no one had but a vision then.
He looked them in the eye and told them this was their business when,
An Orc horde came and croaked..  all o' them watchmen.

The man called to rally all the Covians in the area.
He told 'em all a story about not being so warry,
Was a bad way to be in a land with so much strife.
With conflict every day, them Orcs won't go away.
He looked up to the Church and made his prayers every night, He
knew with the Avatar, the citizens would always fight.
Make the sign of the Ankh, and tithe the Covian Bank,
With the gold in his hand he knew he'd always stand.
Such a plan was damned but he sure knew how to work it,  
Guardsman Recruits were brought in from around the circuit.
His army was born and so his journey began,
To take over the world and cover it all in TAN.

Baron Octiovus. They call him Baron Octiovus.  
He is the ruler of the Covian land. And Vesper soon.
Vesper... soon.

The Baron don't remember but Altmere will not forget...

FOLK OF ALTMERE - Written by Gregor Eason

Folk of Altmere stop your screaming,
Can't you see our halberds gleaming.
See our guardsmen formed and streaming,
To this blessed land.

Folk of Altmere stand ye steady,
Grenadiers are strong and heavy.
They will fight the Gargoyles many,
Covians never yield!

Form the lines rebounding!
Kill the Undead floundering!
Summon all at Hoagie's call!
A mighty force amounting!

Folk of Altmere onto glory,
We shall fight and be your story.
Keep these brightening words before yeeee..!
COVIANS NEVER YIELD!


MARCHIN' UP TO VESPER - Written by Serj Eason
In aid and support of the Bagpipes of Glenmore Association

O we burned their shelves! And we hate their Elves!
We'll charge 'em some taxes! An' we hate their Elves!

We're marchin' up to Vesper! WOAAAAH!
We're marchin' up to Vesper! WOOOOOAAAAH!
We're marchin' up to Vesper! WOAAAAH!
We're marchin' off! Ter tax those stinkin'... ELVES!

O we went ter Yew! An' they're pissed off too!
We sat down tergether! An' we formed a truuuuce!

We're marchin' up to Vesper! WOAAAAH!
We're marchin' up to Vesper! WOOOOOAAAAH!
We're marchin' up to Vesper! WOAAAAH!
We're marchin' off! Ter charge some friggin'... TAX!


RULK - Written by Serj Eason
** UNOFFICIAL RELEASE **

I drink yer rulk terday,
To see if I can steal.
I focus on the taste,
The only thing that's real.

The shame exists within,
My honour fades away.
I want ter drink your rulk this eve,
As I remember ye're on duty.

What have I become?
My Covian friend.
Everything I drink,
Will come back up in the end.
And you have got it all,
A worthy guard of Cove.
I will let you down,
I will drink your rulk!
(I'm gonna drink it all)

I wear this cap of Cove,
Upon my baldie head.
Full of hateful deeds,
That I cannot abhor.
Inside the walls of Cove,
Those memories disappear.
You remember life,
But I see only death.

What have I become?
My Covian friend.
Everything I drink,
Will come back up in the end.
And you have got it all,
A worthy guard of Cove!
I will let you down,
I will drink your rulk!

If I could join again,
A fearless young recruit.
I would choose myself,
I would fight for Cove.


O'ER TO THE MOUNTAINS - Written by Serj Eason

The Covians jumped into the fray,
Their spirits lifted all the way!
With lines reformed they'd never stray,
O'er to the Mountains far away..

O'er to Covetous we will slay,
To fend our country on this day!
The Church commands and we obey,
O'er to the Mountains far away..

Our forces stretched out far an' wide,
We'll take 'em Gargoyles in our stride!
Their Master hath dark words ter say,
O'er to the Mountains far away..

Past tha' Walls an' past Altmere,
Through Minoc, Yew and ol' Vesper!
The Church decrees an' we march forth,
O'er to the Mountains far away..!
AIIIIIIIIIEEEE!

[Gregor Eason]

EPISODE VI: EULOGY FOR A BARD

Following his sudden death at the Grand Covian Avamass Market, Gregor Eason writes a eulogy for Serj.

Episode VI: Eulogy for a Bard - Listen


Northern folk gather for Serj’s cremation.

And so, the tale of Serj Eason ends.