Keeper of Lore

The Demon Plague Verses Chapter 1, Part 2

This group of strange foreigners
Was prized more than his jewels.
He tormented them for sport,
Forced into deadly duels.

The poor folk from Anchorgate
Did not know this land’s tongue.
But during captivity
They heard it spoke and sung.

They learned the language Krenpeint
During the time of their stay.
The village called Fisherspoint
Gave them this meager pay.

The folk in captivity
Dwindled over one year.
Fisherspoint chewed them to bits.
Dying, huddled in fear.

The last two captives alive
Were Billet and Vilerend.
They sat alone in their cell
Their torment would soon end.

The prisoners dwelt in woe.
The jailer snoozed in a daze.
A woman burst in to say
The village is ablaze.

The outer walls have been breached
Enemies are at hand.
Raiders killing and stealing.
Lift up blades and with us stand.

The jailer drew his weapon.
He left the captives there,
Waiting alone in their cell
While screaming filled the air.

The battle was concluded
After naught but one hour.
Vilerend and Billet stayed safe
In the stronghold tower.

Raiders broke law unwritten.
The village was on fire.
Total destruction should not
Be part of what they aspire.

The widely known laws of war
Declared raiding is fair.
Kill only the warriors,
All others to be spared.

Stuff to make buildings is scarce
Homes are so hard to find.
Property to be unharmed.
Though the foes are not kind.

This ensures that the village
Will still remain alive.
And be replenished again
So the raiders may thrive.

The prisoners could smell smoke.
The stronghold was ablaze.
The timber walls were groaning.
As the cell filled with haze.

The outside cell wall collapsed
In cloud of shattered shreds.
The prisoners left their cell
And saw the quiet dead.

The invaders had vanished.
Scattered through bloody lanes
Billet and Vilerend beheld
Their cruel captors’ remains.

Villagers lay where they fell
Brave fighters and others
The raiders slew everyone
Warriors, children, mothers.

A burning pile of corpses
Outside the village wall
These were the invaders that
In their conquest did fall.

Cremation is not normal
For fuel is hard to find.
But with many homes destroyed
Oil and wood were combined

Vilerend and Billet gathered
What supplies they could find.
Raiders took most everything
Leaving not much behind.

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