Though the trials were many and great
The Koen was not the only to sieze fate
Companions he had, heros of legendÂ
Each in as many tales is mentioned
Yet for all of their might, for all of their fame
Their loyalty the Koen did claim
For even the great could recognize signs
They might be heroes, but he was Divine.
Wuoti of the Axe, his blood fire
None could save those who rose his ire
Cursed by the witches as to never find rest
Unending rage burned in his chest
Fearing himself more than the death he craved
He through himself into battle, more drunk than brave
Moeri of the shadows, her blood of ice
None saw her blade before it striked
From the darkness she kept peace in the land
The blood of tyrants and heros both on her hands
For she had a mission, whatever the cost
If she faltered, but for a moment, all would be lost
Recovered Fragment, The Saga of Eidendraga
The Koen was not the only to sieze fate
Companions he had, heros of legendÂ
Each in as many tales is mentioned
Yet for all of their might, for all of their fame
Their loyalty the Koen did claim
For even the great could recognize signs
They might be heroes, but he was Divine.
Wuoti of the Axe, his blood fire
None could save those who rose his ire
Cursed by the witches as to never find rest
Unending rage burned in his chest
Fearing himself more than the death he craved
He through himself into battle, more drunk than brave
Moeri of the shadows, her blood of ice
None saw her blade before it striked
From the darkness she kept peace in the land
The blood of tyrants and heros both on her hands
For she had a mission, whatever the cost
If she faltered, but for a moment, all would be lost
Recovered Fragment, The Saga of Eidendraga
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