Ballad of Istaria (Poetry)
The skies spread ever on above me;
Below me the land weaves its tapestry-
Shades of blue, shades of green in majesty;
A breathing taking sight of endless beauty.
Yet to the east and the west;
Darkened land by the sun left unblessed-
A foul dark mist of souls at unrest-
The Withered Aegis keeps the dead at their behest.
Take up your sword, you who walk the earth;
Sound your battle cry, you who soar the skies-
Defend your home and hearth-
Till as naught but dust the Aegis lies!
Let the smith temper the sword and shield,
Let the spellcrafter spin spells for all to wield;
The fate of the Gifted is one forever sealed-
All in our way, we take to the battlefield!
All of Istaria, the ancient empire, now unite!
Those who may craft, those who may fight-
We all have our place against the Blight;
We shall return the Aegis to its plane of unending night!
Rise up the dragons in their glory,
Repent, fiends, your place in the tale-
Dryad and Satyr now join the story-
As into a future dark and unknown we now sail.
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It's cheesy. It's over dramatic. It's a bit rough. ...It killed about five minutes of my time waiting for the servers to come back up.Enjoy.
