Sage, Scribe, Jester

Hear the trumpets blaring and come bow before the king

Witness something scary and astounding sort of things

Roll out your holy rugs, kneel and face the east to pray

To the only villager able to slay the beast today

The nose of a black bear for smelling scents and travesties

The full embodiment of intelligence and majesty

I always travel with an escort of armed guards

I romance all the local princesses and charm bards

High-tension meetings for negotiations with

Kingdoms with which I have a morose relationship

Apply the pressure and handle it like a man

Send a thousand troops to war at a word of my command