#pirates dnd

Wanderers Lullaby - Adriana Figueroa

You are the dawn of a new day that's waking

A masterpiece still in the making

The blue in an ocean of grey

You are right where you need to be

Poised to inspire and to succeed

You'll look back and you'll realize one day

A lot of this playlist is gonna be “[REDACTED]” bc I want some secrets from the pirates rp group but: there’s someone out there who sang this song at Bog’s birth, and every time they check in on them they have to remind themselves... They’ll get back on the right path one day.

Into The Wild - Connell Cruise

i'm taking i'm taking

i'm taking this step

no turning back

breaking the rules

with nothing to lose

we'll write this map

If you look up the words “college rebellion” you’ll find a picture of a slightly younger, slightly thinner, much more punk Bog. Some things had to be sacrificed for the #pirate aesthetic (such as hair gel)

Luck - American Authors

I'm sorry, Mother

I know I let you down

I'm sorry for how I up and left this town

And

I am my own man, I make my own luck

On their 18th birthday Bog was supposed to do something...three days before that there was an empty bed at the academy and a letter on the church steps. And a green-skinned kid heading straight for the coast.

Roll the Old Chariot Along - David Coffin

So we'll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!

An' we'll all hang on behind!

I like to think this was the first shanty Bog learned, possibly even before they were hired. They hung around port cities and played in bars because sailors pay well their first night back on dry land. So they probably heard snippets as ships came into the docks.

Pocket Full of Gold - American Authors

If I'm a sinner then I don't feel ashamed

Life goes on and if I'm wrong I guess I'll burn in flames

Bend up the river and nothing down the drain

Life goes on and if I'm wrong I guess I'll burn in flames

I can’t really talk much about this one bc it’s in relation to [REDACTED] but there’s something Bog’s running from, something they feel can’t catch them on the open seas (up the river, if you will), and if they’re gonna be in the wrong...at least they’re having a hell of a good time.

Here’s a Health to the Company - David Coffin

So here's a health to the company and one to my lass

Let's drink and be merry all out of one glass

Let's drink and be merry, all grief to refrain

For we may or might never all meet here again

And here’s Bog’s favorite shanty! What’s better than your crew mates celebrating a narrow escape from death? If we manage to not sink the ship and die Bog will probably start this song up p soon...it’s been a harrowing day to say the least (as of 3/1 they are trying to not look dumb while Tempest literally waterbends in the hull of the ship)

Let’s Get This Over With - They Might Be Giants

Even when you're out of work you still have a job to do

Even when you don't know what it is

Your job knows what it is

What it is is it's coming to get you

And here’s where the playlist get’s a little future oriented... Bog isn’t confident that this outrunning fate thing will work long-term, and has absolutely no idea how and when it will all come crashing down around them. So what else can they do?

And when you wake up you can feel your hair grow

Crawl out of your cave and you can watch your shadow

Creep across the ground until the day is done

All the while the planet circles 'round the sun

Jackie and Wilson - Hozier

So tired trying to see from behind the red in my eyes

No better version of me I could pretend to be tonight

So deep in the swirl with the most familiar swine

For reasons wretched and divine

And

'Cause with my mid-youth crisis all said and done

I need to be youthfully felt, 'cause God I never felt young

Who knows if there’s love out there on the sea’s for this lesbian, but they’re surrounded by pretty girls so ?

But yeah, “mid-youth crisis” sums up Bog’s uh, whole life rn. It’s a good crisis.

To Noise Making (Sing) - Hozier

You don't have to sing it right

Who could call you wrong?

You put your emptiness to melody

Your awful heart to song

You don't have to sing it nice, but honey sing it strong

At best, you find a little remedy, at worst the world will sing along