~*~Sartoria TreeHouse~*~
Ro'Tras
Ro'Tras lurks about the room
his eye a jaded stare
he snarls and growls impending doom
to all who enter there
kalana teaches ways of Gor
to all who wish to learn
her watchful eye upon the door
she waits Masters return
Her Master treads on foreign lands
His step is slow and sure
through mountain snow and desert sands
she knows he'll come to her
The "Ro of Tras" stands in His stead
a spirit tiger form
Ro is the shade of living dead
his eyes a raging storm
Eyes that burn like liquid jade
can peer into your soul
once that connection has been made
Ro'Tras demands a toll
A simple smile it can be
a gleam of honor bright
he guards kalana faithfully
for Sartor, King of Light
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