Behold the mighty Gildro
Who's never lost a fight
He crushed the orcs of Sildro
And smashed their champion knight
He ripped the dragon Kurath
With hands upon his throat
He torn its tail with kill wrath
And drowned him in the mote.
He stopped the hordes of Angmar
And scared the witch to death
He left a gruesome face scar
With just his fearsome breath
Another silly poem about our D&D campaign. I cast a Bardic Inspiration
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