The Heroes of the Soul of the World

In Drakomere corruption spread and festered the un-thought

Like Woe Striders who walked on legs as tall as Bugbear coarse

Or Shrieking Terrors ringed by ten heads where long necks then meld

To outstretched wings that pound and fly o’er frightened victims caught

A summons sent for heroes aid to find the ab’rrant source

Of monsters dark and horrid things named aberrations felled

The summons sent and heroes came, their number five was strong

A lizard man, two walking trees, one mighty and one wise

A shelled champion and a man that sung a mighty song

The heroes steeled at The College for the quest of their lives

The Ìqáalìe named Brax Tideprancer, tall with psychic blade

He swiftly moved and ducked and dodged so none could pin him down

His Chain of Boundless Mind empowers his blades of mental might

He braved the Citadel and now provides the quest with aid

And Jack the Angry Lumber strong, his waist by belts did crown

His cleaving strikes of woodish brawn engulfed his foe now flayed

The Treant hulked, his size was vast and fury filled his roots

To overpower and overcome the challenge that awaits

The third champion was Artham O’Carrick, with Halberd and his Flute

Sang mighty songs and cast his spells and with his Halberd braced

And Artham spoke his tales of old of legend and of hope

How other heroes braved this plight and broke the monsters cruel

Torcilyus shelled a tortle strong with family’s mighty sword

Could take on foes who’re twice his size like evil lycanthrope

His hulking shell could take all blows in any form of duel

His turtle form for those protected acted as a ward

And finally the fifth hero was Starbough Walking-Oak

Who grabbed celestial bodies bright and brought foes to defeat

His own Night-Sky did shimmer bright even when they awoke

And guided like a map of light on glowing magic sheet

They sailed through sea to the land Twin-Shards, made up of fire and cold

The group then docked at Blazing Dunes, traversing Frostburnt Hills

And traveled over Shadow Tundra to port in east Drakion

From there they sailed through the Chaos to find Soul-Well old

And now they stand at ancient hole preparing all their skills

To venture through the Catacomb now ab’rrant dominion

The heroes now descend through dark with Starbough’s light to guide

And Artham plays a tune of strength to bolster courage strong

With Jack and Torcilyus up front now looking side to side

And Brax steeling his psychic blades to slay the monstrous throng

The heroes came to Soul of World where the three Dragons made

This world that we call Drakomere with each one’s unique gift

First Bahumat the Platinum Father, holding up hist’ry

And too guarded creative souls for all that they displayed

And Second Tiamat the bold with retribution swift

Her justice met all wicked ones that from all goodness strayed

Third Sardior the Ruby Counsel, wise and playful drake

He values wit and clever thought in all that he creates

The heroes stood and saw their foe its writhing flesh did wake

They steeled once more, one final time, they knew its doom awaits

The Power of Creation flowed now through the heroes veins

Improving all their race’s gifts and helping in battle

Artham O’Carrick, Bard of Old now filled with will of men

Could influence both friend and foe without hindering strains

The Treants grew and hardened bark so none could, them rattle

No fire nor axe could break their trunk or bring harm e’re again

Torcilyus’ shell grew thick and strong and held against all blows

Making him fight without falter into the wicked night

And Brax the mind breaker ancient improved his deadly throws

His blades now sharper than before his foes now greatest plight

The five then charged now ringed with pow’r to fight the monstrous beast

The monster struck first in the fray, it psychically lashed out

The Bard was struck, with faltering breath he faintly played his flute

And swarms of flaming boulders fell caused by his pow’r released

Then Brax threw one, two, three blades true as Lizard went all out

And Jack began to scream and swing like massive Treant brute.

The monster blinked and shifted space to bite the ìqáalèe

So Torcilyus struck four times true so dealt it mortal wounds

And Starbough changed the gravity for writhing mass provoked

The Beast then fell and grew and shrank and melded to cocoons

The writhing mass exploded out it’s size had been increased

It’s monstrous pow’r now doubly strong shot orbs of psychic pain

And struck the minds of Jack and Brax and Starbough bright

So Artham spoke his words of pow’r and held the monster leashed

And Torcilyus struck blow on blow with mighty sword arcane

Brax then flung more psychic knives causing beast its plight

Then Starbough spread his astral leaves and healed heroes’ pain

While Torcilyus and Jack both hacked away at foe undone

The Monster shook and gave a wail, it’s fight had been in vain

The Beast was dead, Incursion purged, the heroes, they had won

The world returned to normalcy, and Twenty-Ninth Age begun

Now Brax began to teach his own craft to aspiring folk

And Jack hunted all monsters though eventually he fell

Starbough grew and stretched to sky, Lūnarē he had sprung

And Torcilyus then trained his child to keep his lineage cloak

And Artham died to guard Caloro against Faethon fel

For as is said in Ballad Artham, which tells of his fall

Our heroes names fade into legend and become a lyric

But those verses can guide new heroes to answer the call

And that’s the tale of heroes old which now is a true epic