Witchhunter for Witch's Wake NWN-Story by Rob
Bartel
© Andrè M. Pietroschek, all
rights reserved
On enjoying to play Witch’s Wake
1-The fields of battle
My crucial struggle is now surely
lost
Even the winners can't cover the
cost
My body is hurting as much as my
soul
The night witch soon reaching her
goal
Overwhelmed by stygian power and
vice
I learned they are cruel, and
cold as ice
I pledged my loyalty to our king
in faith
Now death calls like a harrowing
wraith
God could forgive me I doubt that
god will
So my blood flows out while I lie
here still
At Brogan's Tears I could not help
but fail
The dwarves act as if this spot
is the grail
The nighthag foretold me my life
goes worse
Her prophecy to me was just a
wicked curse
No longer my hurt body allows me
to stand
my poor life as my poem is
destined to end…
- Differences in meaning compared to the German version are
purely due artful first aid. I am not really gifted in
translating poetry, obviously.
- Rights for the poems (these files) remain with me, rights
for the module and all components of the module remain with
Rob Bartel and Bioware.
-
Thanks for the song “White Witch” performed by the
band Savatage.
