Come to our world of wonder Like no other under the shining sun

Where our people gather Dispread but as one

Come see the heroes rising Come the rising Fighting for the day

Now what you expect, but heroes are all same

Sound of the trumpets, paint down the lights As magic and mystery and wonder

Take flight, a world full of danger Always nearby, been after they have arrived

The song accents are on bright bright light The rise ups about all the challenge for face

Vanquish evil, saving the dead On a spectacle tiny ways

When last we left our adventures, Otho, Kai, Eastcanned Seat Lolli, Milo Brapebeam and Gaius Agni

The party was enjoying the festival of life in the small village of Runnall in the country of Isenvale

After rescuing the visiting viceroy from a hippogriff Engaging in festival contest and even winning some

The fun was to be something worth remembering

But then a scream echoed over the sky Window shattered and the people screamed

As flying overhead sweeping down on baleful wings Came a massive undead drake olich

And as it swept overhead Leaving behind at a cloud of dust and ash

Quickly soon did the screams turn to cries of Agni and quickly tood at our adventures

Find themselves each one by one Falling into darkness

You feel yourselves all floating alone, completely alone

Waitless yet heavy at the same time

You can't hear anything, you can't see anything but you feel something

You feel as if there are hands underneath your skin slowly moving up your wrists under the flesh

Curling itself up the upper arm, making its way towards your elbow slowly

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