As I lie here

Dying in the arms of my king

I think about the token

The token that has caused my death

When I first saw this token

I thought of it as a gift

A gift from the dark lord himself

"Why not use this," I asked "against him"

I was told that no one could wield its power

By a king in exile

Then an elf stood tall and proud

And told me that the token must be destroyed

So there we were

A company of nine

Making our way to the land of darkness

The king in exile sworn to protect the token’s barrier

I picked up the token the barrier had dropped

"Why fear such a small thing," I thought aloud

I was told to return the token

So I return it back to the barrier

We went though the mountain

Where we lost our leader

The king in exile led us on

To the lady of the Wood

We leave the wood

And the lady in it

Who told me of my home and how I can help

I am glad to leave for now and find rest

I talk to the barrier

Tell him to let me barrow the token

Now I’m under its spell

I am left alone to fight

I am losing

I have arrows in my body