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Aegdaeron
moloha
His true name long forgotten :: His kin nothing but dust :: Aegdaeron the twisted and crazy :: His former self nothing but a ghast. :: :: His strenght was not too great :: In combat he was weak :: But his voice was made of gold :: He could even make the earth weep. :: And then he met a maiden :: More fair than the sea :: And he loved her very dearly :: For his doom he could not foresee :: The maiden heard his singing :: A song of love and longing :: She then knew, she too loved him :: Together, they belonged. :: For long they were together :: They laughed and danced and sang :: But at last the day came :: And the bells of his doom rang. :: A great battle came to pass :: His maiden first to go :: By an orc she was overpowered :: And his heart seemed to know. :: A madness took him over :: A rage so great and strong :: That Aegdaeron started singing :: For annihilation, a cursed song. :: And everyone that heard it :: Fell down to the earth :: His song had so much power :: That he called forth Death. :: When the foul deed was over :: He set her body ablaze :: For if more of her blood was spilled :: The very earth he would raze :: In the smoke of her body :: A second song begun :: Of lust for power, of need for blood :: And when it finished too, his sanity was gone. :: For Iblees rose from that smoke :: And split his soul in two :: A side was a relentless killer :: Strong, but insane too :: The other side was himself :: With his song as his only friend :: Aegdaeron roams Aegis :: Untill the time will end. ::