I dally for the love of land drove a man’s hand to death indeed
His eyes that of a crow no face to show like a ghost in the wind of ethos
Nyne...Nyne is the last they Exclaimed."

Nyne..Nyne they say just to watch him slowly go away
for Kith and Kin and all the above blue flame this day
run run away his eyes that of a crow where do they go no-one shall know
this man without a face moves like a ghost from place to place this prose.

strong as a spring with Arcane at his ready hand hear how he fought fell and rose again just to fall again.
Under shadow falling then.
Love failed him, love for native land and native pride at who's calling some say he rose,through doors of death with Arcane presence
Nyne..

E'lir Lightfinger pulls his lute from it's case and plays in A minor at haste when the deep Baritone of his voice flows over the music and Sympathy is released.

"Sit and listen all,for I will sing A story Wrought and forgotten in time
old and gone a story of a man proud Nyne

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