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From lands afar,
Our heroes did travel.
To rid the land,
Of resident evil.
With Dirk the Paladin,
Gallant and charming,
With his sword of fire,
Gave monsters no warning.
Moonfairye the wizard,
And her canine of pain,
Could conjure the spells,
For riches and gain.
Silvanos the Elf,
So nimble and fair.
Did battle the beasts,
With precision and care.
And Thorne the demonslayer,
Battleaxe at the ready.
Who makes great bombs,
And instruments aplenty.
Elmo the warrior,
With strength and might.
Did valiantly slay,
Everything in sight.
Theo the healer,
With potions and elixirs.
Who saved our heroes,
From their own worst fears.
They battled gnolls,
Lurkers and Wizards,
Giants and trolls
And bugbears and lizards.
Alas our fair group,
Who met a great sorcerer.
Were waylaid from progress,
Because of his power.
Dirk did succumb,
An assassin did knife him.
An illusion so mighty,
Evoked on a whim.
His friends did their best,
To rescue this soldier,
To allow him to rest,
And regain his power.
The town did celebrate,
The festival at night.
Fun wshad by all,
And everything right.
And so ends this part,
Of our ongoing sga.
Soon we depart,
At dawn, tomorra. |
