
Marcus, chivalry calling him, sets Gilbert in his sights,
and asks the scholar for his help, studying Solamnic Knights.
Gilbert is quite happy to help Marcus research his book,
If it can be found within a library, he’ll know where to look.

Marcus, chivalry calling him, sets Gilbert in his sights,
and asks the scholar for his help, studying Solamnic Knights.
Gilbert is quite happy to help Marcus research his book,
If it can be found within a library, he’ll know where to look.

Marcus went to the Kiri-Jolith shrine to spiritually regroup,
but on the way he stopped to see Titarran’s serving soup.
“The god was false, but the deeds are true,” thought Marcus in his piety,
“Kanathar’s cult, through his martyrdom, has grown in notoriety”.

Gilbert sought the wisdom of the wizardess in black,
Perhaps Wyhan might look upon the ball within his sack?
She said it was a driftglobe, and told him of its perks,
“The Daylight feature comes in handy, once a day it works.”

To council chambers Cudgel and the Kalamaniacs went,
to testify their job was done, and Kanathar’s life was spent.
Macho Mage was there and could not believe his friend was dead,
“There’ll be a statue and state funeral,” Governor Miat said.

Cudgel’s comrades carry Kanathar’s corpse through Kalaman,
and word spreads quickly through the streets of the death of Titarr’s man.
For those he fed, and those he healed, their hearts were full of woe,
nevermind his followers, Darths Larry, Curly and Mo.

Macho Mage takes the prisoner straight to Lord Bakaris and Son,
who pay him well and promise his rewards have just begun.
They bid him take the prisoner to henchmen by the docks,
who have techniques, they say, that guarantee their captive talks.

Returning to Kalaman laden with grief,
the Kalamaniacs find friends that offer relief.
Cudgel and company warmly greet Marcus,
and Karyon, and Gilbert, and Kanathar’s carcass.

The Kalamaniacs grieve for their fallen comrade,
Kanathar Hornraven gave all that he had.
A martyr of Titarr, he lived like a comet,
Now he lies silent, covered in vomit.

Our heroes take their enemies by surprise,
Kanathar charges forth as he prays to the skies.
Gilbert cast spells and Karyon stalks like a wraith,
Marcus wields a blade imbued with holy faith.

Kanathar helps Marcus move a tree from the road,
near two broken wagons devoid of their load.
Karyon investigates draconian tracks,
they’ll soon find the source of these malicious attacks.