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like the shattering crystal of the poet cries:
"I the enigma undefined,
the error of my age;
the players and the play defamed
that tread a timeless stage.
Ay! both hero and the rake,
of tragedy and of comic parts;
the dirge at many a wake
and the wit that veins the farce."
Oscar Wilde
This is entirely the fault of TDTF and her character, Celeste.
To the obvious tune.
Rangers aren't easy to love, and they're hard to control
They're happier out shooting orcs while they're out on patrol.
Red leather trenchcoats and composite crossbows
And each night they hide in the trees
You can't understand them, and if you should try
you'll find yourself shot in the knees.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be rangers.
Don't let them fight dragons or ride horses too much
made them be clerics and wizards and such.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be rangers.
They never go home, and they're better alone
And it's rare to find someone they love.
Rangers like smokey old taverns and clear mountain mornings,
shooting at goblins and kobolds and things of the night.
People that know them, don't like them, and those that do
never can tell how to take them.
They're never wrong, just different, and their pride won't let them
let their party forget that they're right.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be rangers
Don't let them search ruins and fight evil things
Make them be bards and teach them to sing.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be rangers
cause they get over-bold as they're searching for gold
and end up just cursed for their pains.
The life of a ranger just isn't as fine as they say.
It looks good from the outside but not when you're tracking all day.
When arrows start flying, and allies start dying
and the cleric's just run out of spells
You grab all your gold and what supplies you can hold
remembering the advice from Hell:
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be rangers
They'll never bathe, and they'll frequently die
With only their Goddess (read DM) to keep them alive.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be rangers.
they're wild, and Chaotic, unruly as hell
and someday they'll just ride away.
This has been the DM.