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In a less edgy dnd backstory, Mary-Ann (Bard) gave up her lodging for the winter for an expecting mother. Hokma (Cleric) let her stay at his home. They ended up warming each others ahem.
Hokma was prepared to propose come spring, but Mary-Ann is a free spirited bard and left with a troule when snow melts. Hokma wanted to drop everything but duty called, and he had to join a mission that took 5 years.
He was fresh off the boat when he stumbled into Mary-Ann again (during the start of campaign). He nearly fainted when he found out he had a kid lmao.
Anyway, this is the song that Mary-Ann sings to her daughter.
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I sing a song of love, a soothing lullaby. For my beloved child, so no nightmare comes by. I whisper my sincere affection, as I tuck you to sleep. In the warmth of spring to the coldness of winter.
I sing a song of love, a surging ballad. For my beloved child, so you grow as you are meant to be. No shackle, no fear, nor lies shall bind you. May you be free as the birds, be brave as the lions, and speak true to your heart.
I sing a song of love, a rallying march. For my beloved child, stepping into the world. Flying away, from the safety of this nest. Into the cruel storm, far away from this shore.
I sing a song of love, a reassuring melody. Waiting for my beloved child to return from their journey. Should your wings tire, the world weighs heavy upon your shoulders. My hearth will remain warm for you.
O, child.
Should you choose to bear a life one day. Remember this song, a song of love. Should you choose to raise a family one day. Sing this song, a song of love.