MysticSeer
First Post
*A small elven figure approaches the cork boards, white robes marking her a priestess. Witha light hand she leaves the following, before ducking once more among the crowd.*
These mysteries come unbound
Born of Ice and Born of Fire
The Mad Mage lost is Found
Empires given before the Pyre
This ancient struggle known
Each cause becomes desire
Long ago had Ice Flown
Leaving alone this Realm
Thus granted Freedoms Roam
These Masters now will overwhelm
Lands blotted again in blood stain
When Guardians do rise to helm
These mysteries come unbound
Born of Ice and Born of Fire
The Mad Mage lost is Found
Empires given before the Pyre
This ancient struggle known
Each cause becomes desire
Long ago had Ice Flown
Leaving alone this Realm
Thus granted Freedoms Roam
These Masters now will overwhelm
Lands blotted again in blood stain
When Guardians do rise to helm