The victor of fear

[Strums]

<p>The night is dark, and the guards are a stirFreeport is in arms, and wizardry is in the air</p><p>Who is this man, this Lucan De'LereWhy do some worship him, while others have fear</p><p>But what do I know, im only a BardJust a humble court jester, with a little sitar</p><p>Now the city is chanting, and ready for warLucan leading them, as he has done times before</p><p>While Qeynos sleeps, Freeport marches nearTheir swords at the ready, and no hints of fear</p><p>Who will be the victor, only time can tellBut I hope Antonia is ready, for tonight will be hell...</p>

[geldonyetich]

Heh, nice little poem.I have to mispronounce Stir, Air, Bard and Sitar for all the rhymes to work, but I still like it.

[niko_teen]

a nice poem but dang it my house is in Qeynos becaus i think that living in an arcon is silly.