Ballad of the Nat 20 Bard

[Verse 1]
Stepped through the creaking tavern door
Dust on my boots
Ink on my sleeve
Table of heroes
Maps on the floor
"Play us your tale
Then maybe we'll leave"
They laughed at my patched-up cloak
At my lute held together by string and hope
Dealer of danger flips one joke
"Roll for your song
Or you hang from that rope"
[Chorus]
Nat 20 for the bard tonight
Every word hits sharp and bright
Turn their fear into firelight
Sing it loud
They believe the lie
Dice come down and the stars align
One good verse and the world is mine
Nat 20 for the bard tonight
Nat 20
And the tale survives
[Verse 2]
I sing of a dragon that never was
Treasures I borrowed from other men’s dreams
Heroes who lived just because I paused
And painted their names in shimmering schemes
Their eyes go wide at every twist
Tankard half-raised
They forget to drink
The hangman laughs
Slams down his fist
"Let the lad live
I like how he thinks"
[Chorus]
Nat 20 for the bard tonight
Every word hits sharp and bright
Turn their fear into firelight
Sing it loud
They believe the lie
Dice come down and the stars align
One good verse and the world is mine
Nat 20 for the bard tonight
Nat 20
And the tale survives
[Bridge]
I don’t wear steel
I don’t cast flame (oh yeah)
I sharpen stories
I bend their shame
When fate feels fixed
When hope runs thin
I roll my charm and I reel them in
[Chorus]
Nat 20 for the bard tonight
Every word hits sharp and bright
Turn their fear into firelight
Sing it loud
They believe the lie
Dice come down and the stars align
One good verse and the world is mine
Nat 20 for the bard tonight
Nat 20
And we all survive

Upbeat tavern fantasy jam: bright lute leading, stomp-and-clap groove, rowdy chorus of pub voices. Verses start nimble and story-focused, then chorus explodes with shout-along hooks. Fiddle countermelodies weave around male vocals; final chorus stacks gang shouts and octave harmonies for big, triumphant energy.