The Elves sing, “Aradune Mithara”
As the Archai strum the strings of their citharas...
“He led a Vanguard of Ever-Questing Pantheons”
The Ogres beat on their drums as they have for eons...
“His Vision of his Realms are our favorite places to escape to”
Horns of the Dwarves blew...
“Sad is the day the Flaming Swords quench”
Chant the gnomes with fist clench...
“Rest in peace Sir Brad McQuaid”
The Humans with candles parade...
