Some really old stuff, discovered in the move.

         

"Alas, alas!  'Tis true, my friends!"

     Ogruff weeped and wailed aloud,

"My goodly father's met his end!"

     Crying rain, his face a cloud,

the cleric sat down next to us.

     Trying, then, to comfort him,

we gathered close to listen up

     as he told his story grim.

"I'd come back to the plantation,

     just to visit dad again;

I found him near the serf station,

     moaning deep, in grievous pain."

"He had just one word left to say;

     I could barely make it out.

As he began to fade away,

     'Olek,' then his life went out."

Our friend stopped there, to catch his breath;

     E'vay and Verkat wept too;

The rest of us just thought of death.

     Ogruff tried to continue.

He had to dry his eyes and cheeks,

     yet he did, and though it hurt,

he spoke.  "My friends, it could take weeks,

     but I'll find the killer's shirt."

"Now, if you don't decide to aid,

     you must know I'll understand.

So let me know now, please," he said.

     All of us did raise our hands.

His pride and grief were mixed as one,

     with deep anger boiled in.

He thanked us all, and had begun

     planning to revenge this sin.

The only clue, his dad's last word,

     led us to the Smuggler's Port.

A haven for both crime and curd,

     Olek was their judge and court.

We had to get there right away;

     With the next day's morning sun

our party set out on its way;

     The adventure had begun.

Our horses, eight, were young and strong,

     good to ride both fast and hard.

To Krelton's edge did not take long.

     Domeresti border guards

gave Ogruff problems as we left.

     Serfs were not transportable,

and though he was a slave bereft,

     his tattoo was visible.

Quick thinking by our ranger friends,

     Nosferatu and Verkat,

allowed us passage in the end;

     Krelton towards us tipped its hat.

We crossed into the Neutral State,

     riding hard the plains of Rahn;

The sun was setting, falling late,

     Olek on the horizon.

We soon could see the Town of Sins,

     would be there near mid of night.

"We want the second best of inns!"

     Verkat yelled out towards the light.