Everyone knows the importance,
of the magical Citadel.
Now I have a tale of fearsome odds,
I am compelled to tell.
Ten followers of the horde there were,
to take the Citadel from the 'hood.
Gareth quickly gathered four with haste,
and in front of the portal they stood.
Captain Mercerion in all his armour,
the Paladin Locknah with his horse.
Page Ruwn and his skaldic ways,
And Captain Salinor of course.
The glowing depths were entered,
and there in they saw a foe.
Xaethiest first fell down from shock,
then to guards and the foursome's blows.
The enemy lay but one room away,
those of knighthood kept their head.
And rallied in organised fashion,
to ensure enemies would be dead.
The remaining nine came to our knights,
Moqui, Sii, Steric, Ejylas, Vyraek.
rained all upon our four along with,
Averoth, Ranganor, Jazaren and Raesik.
The fierce battle raged,
with Ruwn and Locknah absorbing blows,
but it would be the hoarde of 'Lust,
who would receive the bloody nose.
After some tornados,
Moqui was lifted from his seat.
The hoarde of 'Lust did consider,
to beat a hasty retreat.
While the battle raged,
an odd race ensued opposed.
Ruwn did endevour to keep the door open wide,
and Raesik to keep it closed.
When Ruwn at last was blinded,
the 'Lust swashbuckler did seek.
to keep that same door open,
Raesik still closing it he did keep.
More tornados did send away,
Avaroth and what may have been Sii.
But the odds were still against out lads,
Gareth's skill and cool heads now were key.
Within moments Sii had slain some poor soul,
in some far off place,
I wish I'd seen his face,
but he were not of Gareth's race.
Still within the Citadel,
the horde of 'Lust ran in terror.
and such running about in panic,
did lead them to many error.
A song of peace held up the fight,
while Gareth's enemies took flight.
Ejylas and Ranganor would take their falls,
within the Citadel's magical halls.
Then all at once silence fell,
where battle had spoken moments before.
And our four champions of defence and their stand,
is written into Gareth's lore.