Minstrel Tales - Hextor's Song

A poem for the god Hextor originating, surprisingly, from a bard in the Shield Lands where a cult of Hextor honoring War has taken a foothold among the doughty warriors of that realm.


Hextor's Song

I sing the praise of honored wars,
The glory of well-gotten scars,
The bravery of glittering shields,
Of lusty hearts and famous fields;
For that is the music worthy of Hextor's ear,
A sight for kings, praise for the god to hear.

Great battles I do see
The grace of chivalry;
The colors are displayed,
The knighthood bright arrayed.
See now the battle's changed,
Arrows now thick are ranged.

Hark! Blood and wounds abound,
The drums alarum sound.
The captains cry
The trumpets sound.
Oh, this is the music worthy of Hextor's ear,
A sight for kings, praise for the god to hear.

(Altered from "The Soldier's Song")