...A vast ever-growing world of wondrous beauty, quietly humming with magic and majesty, stretches out as far as I can see, and even beyond the distant
I have come from a faraway land To fight my enemies and claim what belongs to me As I swear revenge, I shall have the head Of the one that slew my love
[I. Solitude] Under the mountains, deep in the world's core Hiding under ancient rock and stone There I have dwelt for a dark timeless age In a cruel
I can feel you dying, A burning pain deep inside my heart Silent cries heard in the distance, A deafening silence is filling the skies I can feel your
For tonight we hail amongst the ranks of our scar-ridden, battle-tested pack, a great hunter. A comrade. A soul mate. A brother we knew that always failed
[Part I. Night Falls Upon The Golden Hill] A thousand years ago, before the majestic kingdom of Karan was overthrown by the armies of Chaos, one fortress
[Part II. Crushing The Golden Gates] [The Serpent Army prowls underneath the forest cloak] "Gather, all ye warriors. Hearken! Our leaders call forth
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[Part I] [Arlen, High Priest of the Crystal Palace] ...and suddenly... The Sign of Lor, that warded the ancient tomb of the Adamantine Heart, Guardians
[Lindale, Elven minstrel of Athelorn] ...Oh hear ye! Fair folk! Gather around And listen to my song A fairytale of Sylvan Dreams And Trolls, mighty and
