Wetham (Realm)/Literature/Epode(Hero Of Wetham)

Hero Of Wetham

~By Hitran Of The Plains

'To arms!' the call is heard no more,
The caller of great Wetham through that door,
That no voice can pass. We pick up the call,
And know that no true knight would have the gall,
To shout it down.

From Calis, a son of Caglia born,
To Wetham came, and to Sasuke sworn.
He rode out brave and brash to wave the flag,
And lead the charge, and never let it drag,
The Wetham flag.

A just reward, this hero's service earned,
Hulaferd's Count, and no man was concerned,
For in his hands, the strawberries were safe,
From honored knight, to poorest, lonely waif,
He cared for all.

But more his country asked of him to do,
And so the General he was. He drew
The plans, and readied all the men to fight
The dark Assassins, led us into night,
With torch held high.

The archers pulled the villians from their wall,
And on the fields, his sword did raise and fall,
Ten thousand times, for all our swords were his,
The Assassins crushed, South Bakker was and is,
Wetham's once more.

The pride of Wetham, one with all respect,
In honors from his head to toe bedecked,
The champion of knights, and men's hero,
Now has but one path for his soul to go,
To paradise.

For in his lands, his own strawberry fields,
'Gainst monsters and Tilogians he would not yield,
Though wounded he fought on, until his blood,
Ran out. His final act to save from mud,
The Wetham flag.

So all ye men come gather one and all,
And prove that hero Chault did never fall,
In vain. I wave this banner, gather, arm,
And fight. For though his body fell to harm,
His gift remains.