Welcome to another War of Nytefall: Anarchy poem. Hope a few people have picked up a copy of the book for 99 cents. Now, let’s meet the paladins in a way.
The greatest
Of holy servants
Feared and revered
Across the lands
Small in number
Vast in power
They are the banes of evil
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For every order
A paladin has sworn
Vowing
To sustain their creed
Whether it be the heal
Or to harm
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Never have they merged
All orders stand alone
Until today
Paladins are uniting
To smite the rumored fangs
In their greatest crusade
Excellent, Charles.
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Another excellent poem to whet the appetite for the book. Well done.
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Thanks. 😊
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