The Hunt for Morodenithrall

The hunt begins: And so the hunt for Morodenithrall began. As Cirwyn prepared the Skilthian swords, Skrolgräd’s armies, now united with the elves, scoured the lands for years. Skrolgräd: Come my men, to find the dragon we march. On and over the hills, to scour the land we march. We must not waver and search all parts. The cracks in the ground and the cliffs and the rocks. Oh, this dragon will be found and stopped. Farlund: My king! My liege! The dragon! It’s tracks, I believe I know where it’s gone. The tracks, They lead, Northwest they did. The caves of loom is the spot! Skrolgräd: What’s your name soldier? Farlund Barley, a squire to a Knight. Many a thanks to you my boy. You’ve earned yourself a spot. Onward! To the caves of loom we go! The dragon, it hides itself In there And that is where we’ll come to blows. Come my men, to find the dragon we march. On and over the hills, to scour the land we march. We must not waver and search all parts. The crack in the ground and the cliffs and the rocks. Oh, this dragon will be found and stopped.