Spinesword's Northrend Ballad

The 'request a poem' gig started in Age Of Conan, where my character was a bard. The deal was as such: I'm given a general topic, a few words the client chooses, and five minutes; they get a poem. I've had very little chance to do this in Warcraft, perhaps because the crowd is less mature, but last night I got lucky.

The guy was called Spinesword and he chose the beauty of Northrend as a topic, which leads me to apologizing for having two depressing Northrend poems so close to each other. Apart from that it's pretty much the usual, and I only wish I had more excuses to do this.

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Spinesword's Northrend Ballad


The land of snows drunk blood galore,
its treasures - none remains;
And still there's magic sights and more
Along the whitened plains.

For Stormy Peaks shine bright with stars
And Sholazar gleams green
the Fjord still howls its windy call,
and Dragonblight's serene.

Of all those wonders, none compares
to human courage's shine;
Tonight I drink for Northrend, and
the sword which is its spine.