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<p>Created page with &quot;:This is a tale of Artham O’Carrick :A ballad of his incredible merit. :Artham the bard, the hero of old, :Artham the great, the humble, the bold :He once was summoned to quaint Caloro :To fight against an overwhelming foe :A dragon black, mighty Faethon :And Faethon was full of cunning, guile, and brawn. :The people of Caloro were dreadful afraid :And not one warrior of that town stayed. :Nay, none but Artham O’Carrick :Artham the fair, the strong, the quick :...&quot;</p> <p><b>New page</b></p><div>:This is a tale of Artham O’Carrick<br /> :A ballad of his incredible merit.<br /> :Artham the bard, the hero of old,<br /> :Artham the great, the humble, the bold<br /> <br /> <br /> :He once was summoned to quaint Caloro<br /> :To fight against an overwhelming foe<br /> :A dragon black, mighty Faethon<br /> :And Faethon was full of cunning, guile, and brawn.<br /> <br /> <br /> :The people of Caloro were dreadful afraid<br /> :And not one warrior of that town stayed.<br /> :Nay, none but Artham O’Carrick<br /> :Artham the fair, the strong, the quick<br /> <br /> <br /> :He girded himself, prepared for war<br /> :Grabbed his flute, which was like none before<br /> :Hefted his halberd, heavy and long<br /> :Donned his armor, firm and strong<br /> <br /> <br /> :He marched out to Faethon, bold and alone<br /> :With risk and danger fully known<br /> :As he went forward, he sounded a song<br /> :A song of war, a song for the strong<br /> <br /> <br /> :As he drew near to Faethon with fear,<br /> :He was encouraged by music in his ear<br /> :The closer he drew to Faethon’s lair,<br /> :The sky grew blacker, with smoke and fire in air.<br /> <br /> <br /> :Then, at last, he came before the dragon<br /> :Fiery wyrm against human champion<br /> :Faethon tried to taunt fair Artham, <br /> :But he was unmoved, he was full of wisdom<br /> <br /> <br /> :Artham waited no longer and wove his spell<br /> :He began to speak, his voice began to swell<br /> :His words of power struck Faethon like blows<br /> :They shook the great wyrm down to his marrow.<br /> <br /> <br /> :Yet Faethon was no lesser wyrm<br /> :And he reared back his head with intent to burn<br /> :He belched lava and spit fire<br /> :But these Artham dodged, as yet, without tire<br /> <br /> <br /> :Artham responded with a fell tune<br /> :A melody of destruction and ruin<br /> :The earth quaked and trees fell,<br /> :But Faethon weathered it well.<br /> <br /> <br /> :At this, foul Faethon grew enraged<br /> :And swiped away at Artham, doing damage<br /> :The bard’s flute was knocked from his hands<br /> :And Artham began to fear for these lands.<br /> <br /> <br /> :Yet courageous Artham did not give up<br /> :He grabbed up his halberd and stood up<br /> :He stood defiantly against such cruel violence<br /> :His stance was rooted and firm was his countenance<br /> <br /> <br /> :Artham and Faethon continued to battle<br /> :But Artham realized he was in trouble<br /> :Faethon had stamina impossible to fathom<br /> :And his blows were far stronger than any of Artham’s<br /> <br /> <br /> :So Artham decided, with grim resolve<br /> :No matter the cost, Caloro to absolve<br /> :So with one final, desperate blow<br /> :Our hero struck, to overthrow<br /> <br /> <br /> :His halberd connected, piercing scales<br /> :The heart of the dragon was then impaled<br /> :But, alas, as Faethon writhed in his throes<br /> :He struck out hard at his fatal foe.<br /> <br /> <br /> :Artham was stricken, and thus he fell.<br /> :To heal himself, he would have cast a spell,<br /> :But his instrument had been lost to him<br /> :And so, Artham O’Carrick’s eyes grew dim.<br /> <br /> <br /> :The next morning the people of Caloro<br /> :Came out to find their fallen hero.<br /> :He was laid out on the ground, beneath blue skies<br /> :The people let loose, grief stricken cries.<br /> <br /> <br /> :There were many odes and dirges sung<br /> :And that day every head was hung.<br /> :The greatest bard in all of history<br /> :Had died to set Caloro free.<br /> <br /> <br /> :And so the name of Artham O’Carrick<br /> :Faded into legend, became just a lyric.<br /> :It’s said that one day, his spirit will come back<br /> :And slay the final dragon black.</div>

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