Cleric Spellbook

Clerics are characters who are driven by their service to a deity and are the most powerful healers in the Realm. Clerics are restricted to using only blunt (yellow) weapons and daggers. They may wear any type of armor and may use any size and shape of shield. A Cleric must wear a holy symbol as part of his costume.

Level 1 Cleric Spells

Light: 30 syllables

It’s dark outside
Too dark to see
I hope a Grue
Does not eat me (Repeat once.)

Cure Light Wounds: 300 syllables

Your arm is bleeding
and covered in gore
Truth of the matter
is that I can’t see much more

First clean with cool water
Straight from that clear stream
Now a strip of bark from that tree
Quickly hand it over to me
We wrap it tight
Around that limb
And pray infection does not cling

So now you’re done
Go ahead you’re free
Please don’t come back for services from me (Repeat four times)

Level 2 Cleric Spells

Speak with Dead: 200 syllables

Your friends have passed beyond the veil
But you can speak to them with a spell
It lets you ask the questions three
Yay or nay they will answer to thee
You can ask them what you seek to know
But what they will say only they may know (Repeat five times)

Truth Speak: 75 syllables

Lies aren’t easy to keep from me
Look me in the eyes and you shall see
I can hear your heart beating and see your pulse
So unless you are truthful you’ll soon be a corpse (Repeat twice)

Sanctuary: 250 syllables

Here I stand and here I’ll stay
This I say as I stand and pray
My gods protect me as I refuse to waver
As strong and true as a frozen glacier
You won’t stop me and you won’t pass
Until I decide that I want to crash (Repeat five times)

Level 3 Cleric Spells

Consecrate & Desecrate: 100 syllables

To you my god I ask and seek
Create this weapon so it may wreak
Havoc and strife and plenty of trouble
With your power make it so on the double (Repeat three times)

Level 4 Cleric Spells

Word of Holding: 150 syllables

When you try to charge me down
I call a word to hold your feet to the ground
It sticks you in place and makes moving real hard
And thanks to my god won’t let you blowhard
You’ll stay right there
Til I say you can go
Huff and puff all you want
You’ll see that it’s only for show (Repeat three times)

Cure Disease: 150 syllables

Now you lay before me
Pleading for my aid
You have leprosy
But you want to keep your leg

I speak to Nurgle quickly
Tell him to release his hold
Else you’ll get quite sickly
Never to grow old (Repeat four times)

Level 5 Cleric Spells

Cure Serious Wounds: 350 syllables

You lie there bleeding
And what I can see
Is blood gushing quickly
From you to me

So I splint your leg fast
Push that bone right back in
Make you stop your screams
So I can truly begin

I bind your limb tightly
Underneath is tincture of tree
Then watch as you thrash
As I stitch up one knee (Repeat five times)

Neutralize Poison: 175 syllables

There’s poison down there
in your cup
Good thing I am here
Else you’d be stuck
I guess I’ll dissolve it
Leave your drink strong and true
So you just remember
Who you owe it to (Repeat five times)

Level 6 Cleric Spells

No level 6 spells

Level 7 Cleric Spells

Cure Mortal Wounds: 600 syllables

Your wounds are quite bad
It’s looking rather grim
A point of contention
That without me you won’t win
You’re gonna need help
Surgery might do the trick
But if it doesn’t you’ll die quite quick

So lay back down don’t cry a tear
Else I might get cross and bail on out of here
I’ll call on my god guess he might be yours too
To see if this wound is just through and through
I’ll bet it’s not from the way that you’re bleeding
And from the way that your life is receding

But don’t panic now I’ll stitch you back up
And with luck of the gods you’ll have life in your cup
Just do me a favor and don’t come back soon
This spell is hard and you’ll owe me a boon (Repeat four times)

Level 8 Cleric Spells

Create/Destroy Holy Weapon: 400 syllables

A weapon of god wielded by man
A weapon against which the unholy can’t stand
It carves out their hearts
it makes them quite weak and then when I’m done
their families will weep
I call to you Chaos and Order and Sin
To Gods great and small may your power flow from within
To fill this small vessel
To fill the iron blade
To knock back the demons and turn them to gnaves
I call out to you gods may your graces hear me
Fill this blade with your power, your anger, your glory (Repeat four times)

Turn Undead: 300 syllables

An undead horde shambles close
And I did not flee unlike most
Instead I stand my ground and sneer
My God’s power is already here
I send it out to decaying faces
And watch as they fall bereft of all graces
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
their bodies fall quiet Bones reduced to rust (Repeat five times)

Level 9 Cleric Spells

Curse: 500 syllables

Morrigan keeper of destiny and death
I call out to you now for I have nothing left
I require your aid to strike down this goon
He’s cause me such trouble I want him dead soon
You need not to murder him quick
Take time as you will
And wound all his limbs so he knows of your will
Make him suffer make him scream make his life less like a dream
This I ask of you, this I beg
You might cripple him and sever use of his leg (Repeat five times)

Last Rites: 250 syllables

My dear friend you’ve died this day
And while I grieve your soul cannot stay
I’ll do a good deed
help you pass on from life
As your body bleeds out
From a wound caused by a knife

Cross the river styx my dear
Do not look back let your feet steer
The ferryman will take you now
Far and wide with coins on your eyes
There’s no need to survive (Repeat four times)

Level 10 Cleric Spells

Resurrection: 1000 syllables

You have crossed beyond the river Styx
But with this spell life, I will affix
Return to this place, return to this plane
Let all know that with me death does not reign
You are my friend, my shield brethren true
And life will surely be returned to you
I call you from that misty place
Let you soul hear me, let death be replaced
Your time is not over, your mission undone
And here with me now you shall see the sun

Crawl from the darkness, escape thine bleak fate
Here on this earth, you have a blank slate
Your sword waits now calmly, your shield is askew
And without your soul, they cannot help you
I call you back boldly from heaven or hell
Let no afterlife hold you, let there be no death knell
Your lungs breathe fresh air now, your eyes see the sky
Let your voice not be hoarse, let your hands be held high
Return to the world that you had forsaken
You are revived my friend, not taken (Repeat five times)

Pouch: 500 syllables

So here I have this stone I found
Inside a hole deep in the ground
It has a secret that I keep
Behind these lips, inside these feet
A secret found in winters haze
Through summers glare and drunken days

My stone appears to take and keep
The spells I cast, each day, each week
It holds them there
With its gray gaze

Holds them till I call them out
To cause their mayhem and run about
When on the run, when I’m in trouble
I pull them out, on the double
Spells of chaos, spells of fear
Spells to make you call for mummy dear
They make you fall, they make you die
Which makes your partner want to cry
Spells of nature, spells of pain
Spells to make you go insane
Spells to make your shield fall down
Spells that trap you to the ground

I cast them, speak them, throw them at you
So I don’t die, but you do
And that’s the secret my stone keeps
Its bit of magic, its hidden feat
So I won’t tell
Neither will you
About this nature magic I somehow withdrew (Recite three times)

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