“Four become five, five become four
Adventure and heartbreak are what lie in store
The road is long, hard is the trail
Danger and enemies will follow your tail
Bonds will be broken, sacrifices made
Evil festers in the forest shade
Your decisions are fateful, your choice is your doom
A powerful darkness, shrouded in gloom
While on the road, there are those you will see
Whose faces are masks, though smiling they be
Those strangers you see, what forms they take
Eyes and voice do not a man make
A darkness is rising, nursing its power
It builds its forces with each passing hour
You will face sorrow, you will face loss
With every victory there must be a cost”
Truer words were never spoken.