[center]In Candaeln, the great home of the Iron Rose Knights
A young man stood in front of its gates
A light backpack hanging from his back
And anxiousness hanging on his mind

He had come to join the famous order
But doubt filled his mind
Did he even have a chance,
To be part of something renowned?

Young Jarde knew not of the answer
To that mind-tearing question
Just as he knew not what to do next
In Candaeln, the great home of the Iron Rose Knights[/center]