Tales of Othertime
A wizard, wanderer Traveler, searcher, seer Sojourner To the lands beyond Riding through woods Snow and mountains Plains of lingering frost Wolves and north winds Homelands of old Lost and forgotten The reach now in ruins lie Covered in starlit skies Master of magick Alchemist, maker Seeker of truth Wisdom and knowledge Ascetic, windwalker Fateful designed Into history forever bound Seer of visions Dream traveler Shadows, clouds Lurid waters Forces of darkness Shades of evil Deception, despair A restless sight awakens Battling foes ancient and cruel Malevolent creatures of evil Beasts carved from ice Born of malignant witchery Nathaarian marauders Gnarled and grotesque Wielding weapons Forged in the black sands Of eternity Defeater of iniquity Bane of the wretched Mage and warrior Caster of spells Champion, knight Slayer of the wicked Guardian Of the eternal well A wizard, wise and powerful He will bring peace once again Providence, cursed through time Ushering balance to the end
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>) "Once returned to the Citadel, the Seer convenes with the other wizards of the Council. The Conjuror insists the recent invading force from the Nadra desert is an anomaly, but there is one thing that could help the council in this time of uncertainty. The Serpent's Stone is one of the few remaining relics of the Dragon Kings. It is said to hold the truth of time and the power to command all saurian creatures. Among the isles of Froreas, the Serpent's Stone has rested, untouched since the 6th age, enclosed within Castle Ornum - a fortress built upon the volcanic rock of Orn. To sail through the strait of storms is a near impossible task. Nonetheless, this mission has been bestowed upon the Seer. He embarks to find the Stone in order to unlock the mysteries of the Nathaarian uprising, and the clouding of his vision..."
Submitted by Finntroll — Aug 14, 2026
The winding path Groves and hills Lands beyond The borders of men Finding lost relics And timeworn tombs A road, a quest A journey through storms Many trials ahead Into the unknown Tests of magick, steel and strength Adventure awaits Passage across The Strait of Storms To the castle On the rock of Orn Seas ravaged By winds and tempest Lightning, blizzards And thunder Crack the vault of the Sky The firmament in chaos Empyrean bewitched Celestial cCascade White and grey The gale descends The winding path Seas and hail Lands uncharted Perilous trails Battling cold bursts And blades of ice Sailing onward A journey through storms Freezing Moonlight Through the flurry Sorcery in the air Ancient Magick Entangled in element An impassable tide The Hand of destiny Beckoning forth Through words spoken A beacon appears I weather the storms Through will and spirit Fear will not take me I am the waves, I am the storm A light through the clouds Cuts the night From staff in power expels Darkmoon chaos A causeway towards the isle The white and bleak haven Out on the sea On the shore I weather the storms This clandestine Adversary With only my strength And my mind I am the wind I am the storm
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Towers rise From crystalline frost Spires crown the stronghold Archaic power within Castle gates Guarded by wyvern forms Stone creatures A specter calling Ancient walls, mystic and cold This task, the way now shrouded An evil presence Through abandoned courtyards Looming death In the highest tower An emerald glare Atop a column of marble The Serpent's Stone "This world is not as you see Thine mortal paradigm Deceased Fall into the tunnel of eternity." Black magick reckoning On contact The power revealed Verdant bolts Pierce sanity and steel Antecedent, imminent Aeons pass One thousand stars Burn and collapse So the cosmos unfold Their secrets and knowledge Untold As space-time Unlocks in my soul I channel the stone One with the earth and the stars My mind soars and travels afar And so now I see it all clear I have been betrayed Awakened Self-disintegration Inward, into nothingness Dimensions unveiled Outward Infinite passage through time An answer most foul The vile conjuror, a foe Betrayal, the truth The voice within The serpent's stone Poisonous, treachery Traitorous, deceived Treaties now made With a long lost dynasty Generations past A forgotten scourge The choice is nigh A sulfurous pact with the night The great bane of man An ancient power The serpent emperors of old Dark legends of antiquity The Dragon Kings Shall rise once more
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>) "The Serpent's Stone is imbued with intent, for it was crafted by those who would desire the power to rule Elda once more. The Seer was given knowledge of time, able to witness each moment at once, through history and forward into the future. The betrayal of the Conjuror, usurper and bane of the Archmage, sits a quieting thought. The Serpent's Stone in the hands of the Seer has the power to raise the Dragon Kings from their antediluvian slumber, to bring their armies of Nathaarians and Wyverns to the gates of the Citadel and bring justice to the Conjuror. The Dragon Kings awaken, as does their Queen and Master..."
Submitted by Finntroll — Aug 14, 2026
On wings of fire and ice The wind of the north To guide An army of beasts Ten thousand strong The Dragon Kings ride on Cavalry of dragons Summon the storm Lightning and shadows Follow the horde Ophidian soldiers Of antiquity past Serpent battalion Gathering at the gates Siege of the Citadel King conjurer Mage-slayer Usurper Enthroned through malice Clash of armies War of wizards Teeth met talon Battles in the sky On wind we ride Carrying frost and flame Bringers of light Eternal majesty manifest In the wake Of the wеlkin of chaos Our might descends From the towеr He commands Conjuring magical creatures And lawless men Conjuror, breaker of oaths Collaborator with darkness On wind we ride Carrying frost and flame Casters of blight Eternal majesty manifest In the wake Of the welkin of chaos A fight to the end Magic and spells collide As enemies attack War, destruction Upheaval The walls of the citadel Crumble and fall "Now in the 9th age of Elda Asleep for a millennia I am now awakened A conqueror A new era, a black dawn I shall rule for a century This is my domain!" Blood soaked fields Of smoke and ash Dragonfire smoldering The Citadel has fallen The Queen made Empress Now the rule of ancients Anointed in the ashes Of the slain The grip of a new despot One evil supplanted For another's plot The evil of the Conjurer Gone A new reign of terror Had begun
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026