In books of lore, my story

told, A convergance of worlds, of heroes bold; With skill and craft, to the sacred groves Brave priests with artifice, seeking treasure troves, Followed the path to which I have penned The sacrifice of nature, to the heavens rend! At their lead, the first of many, The Ravenwolfe, not lacking any Sharpened wits, as Tunare-blessed, Did Xanthe hence solve the Wild Gods' test! Unravelling the riddles that lied within, A noble feat that time will not wear thin, The Naturewalker's tale shalt be recalled When moons align, o'er starlight thralled! The cool whisper betwixt the sacred trees Shall carry the name upon that breeze, To follow in my steps, didst Xanthe the first! Unto her companions the truth then burst, For when the time is right in future ages, Shalt the priests of nature look to their sages: Unlocking the sources of nature's power Sing Xanthe's name upon the sacred hour!

- - Rebbeca Cabbageleaf The New Thicket Inn

bold; With skill and craft, to the sacred groves Brave priests with

artifice, seeking treasure troves, Followed the path to which I have

penned The sacrifice of nature, to the heavens rend! At their lead, the

first of many, The Ravenwolfe, not lacking any Sharpened wits, as

Tunare-blessed, Did Xanthe hence solve the Wild Gods' test! Unravelling

the riddles that lied within, A noble feat that time will not wear

thin, The Naturewalker's tale shalt be recalled When moons align, o'er

starlight thralled! The cool whisper betwixt the sacred trees Shall carry

the name upon that breeze, To follow in my steps, didst Xanthe the

first! Unto her companions the truth then burst, For when the time is

right in future ages, Shalt the priests of nature look to their

sages: Unlocking the sources of nature's power Sing Xanthe's name

upon the sacred hour!

- - Rebbeca Cabbageleaf The New Thicket Inn