You write your story and shall we read,
For life's as fleeting as it's creed!
I've seen the deep eyes of a Lizard
And sure she's angry at the wizard
Without your charismatic tricks,
How dare a brave man be so weak?
He's not alone, he brings a flower
A pet owl, friends and weirdling power
A man's got wondrous things to lore
He wants to leave but they want more!
He finds it tough to heat a door
Overshadowed by the storm
The Lizard deeds giantic thunder
He wants to live, but rolls a blunder
It's like a fate, our heroes fall
For us to stand, my friends, that's all!
So write your story and shall we read,
For life's as fleeting as it's creed!
– Lawrence, my halfling bard, happily singing about the first death of Leonor, my half-elf wizard
