This great trinket, this scarlet gem Is the key to commanding the throne of Order This great ruby, this rounded jewel Had made men kings and kings into legends These nine brothers, this great family Have fallen under the burden of a terrible curse These great warlords, these sly shadows Seek any antidote to a return to their homeland And all of this weighs heavy On an concerned man's shoulders As heavy as a dense red crystal Hiding in dark pockets This dark bard, this aged traveler Trying to forget a haunted past This song weaver, this storyteller Moving from the shadow of a sinister existence These four strangers, these chosen few His companions, each with their own desires These new wanderers, this uncommon party Trying to find equilibrium between them All of this weighs heavy On a tired man's shoulders As heavy as the question On whom to pass Judgement
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