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"Harken, o'kinsmen what I have to tell |
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The marsh realm is suffering from sinister spell |
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Come gather around the ember so bright |
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And listen to what has happened that night |
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Unknown paths to areas unseen |
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Surrounded by twilight, at heart kind of keen |
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Through tendrils like claws I made my way |
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Deities besides me tempting to stray |
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As I roamed through these woods of old |
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I felt there was something grim to unfold..." |
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[TROLL CHIEFTAIN:] |
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Forlorn mortal now listen to my vow |
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An oath I swear as thy oldest foe |
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Just before the next full moon rise |
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We'll celebrate thy tribe's demise |
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For too long we've avoided a war |
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But now we'll start it with barbaric roar |
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Fear the fall of the forthcoming night |
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Its end will be thy end alike! |
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[TROLL WARLORD:] |
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O' powerful seer grant me thy charm |
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The rage of a bear that no one could harm |
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Ancient idols awake! For I offer thee blood |
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Mortal lives I will take and drown them in mud! |
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With the sunset at the edge of the heel-stone |
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Let us summon by the marshland border |
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For the war god's watching from his wood-throne |
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Thus we will obey this final order |
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[TROLL BERSERK:] |
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Horror is mine... Bones I grind |
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The skull of thine... They won't find |
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In my lair... My hidden cave |
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Thy despair! My home - thy grave! |
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Blood gush I source - Bloodshed I force |
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[THE TRAVELLER:] |
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"The only reason they left me alive |
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Is to announce that (at last) no one will survive |
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Beware of the shapes that in twilight creep |
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Grim omens that tell us we're (already) in too deep..." |
