[color=8882be][i]It was a time a few decades back

That brought fourth a blight that would attack

A mere settlement known as Ravenrend

Fourth from shadows would this evil send

Forces of dark agenda twisted and vile

Those who believed otherwise were taken in denial

For the pale creatures of an ungodly night

Into all hearts great and small would they induce fright

But in the dark, so lonely and cold

Arose a group so fearless and bold

They were known as the [color=fff200]Phenoix Blades[/color]

Harkem, neruz, Epoch and kerah, they brought down mighty foes

And in time would bring about the end of many woes

But their time was not without end

For in the small holm of Ravenrend

Was always shadows willing to kill

Lurking on the other end of a distant hill

Casting their own shadow over the little place

[color=ed1c24]And after time forgets, they will give chase.[/color][/i][/color]

Decades after the events mentioned in this little poem, a dark force awakens and will slowly clasp a hand around this town, but the descendants of the four Pheonix blades will arise, discover who their ancestors were and, as is said, bring about and end to many woes.