A hero, from silver metal forged
Will end the horrible scourge
That hangs over in clouded darkness.
On this trail
Meet a companion with the devil on his tail
On the run, nobody's son
An escape pawn
On the run from the evil from the deal, in which that he helped spawn.
Meet the foe in castle dark
To this warning, you must hark,
Trust not the man with sylvan light
For he will give you nothing but woe and plight
Defeat the man who follows madness heart
Or all sanity and order will depart.
Son of magic, in iron chain no more
You are the strength of heroes iron core
You will free a nation, your kin, your soul
Wrestle it from the sorcerers control
Oh hero from iron born, unquenched hate
Uptake this quest and complete your fate
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