The Heroes of Sandpoint
The Raven plays softly , and tells you the tale
of people he knows, who don't like to fail
They're heroes of Sandpoint, they won't disapoint
So note them all kindly, and buy them an ale.
Oktar, the druid, is known to be sour
The words that he speaks, are often quite dour
but out in the field, he keeps his eyes peeled,
and always takes care to step past a flower.
Lan is a quiet one, and rarely is seen
Theres no one who knows all the places he's been
He moves all around, and cannot be found
and takes it all in, while surveying the scene.
Able the Merchant is our man of trade,
He'll buy your old sword and sell you a spade,
His movements are swift, and he has the gift,
His fame and fortune? They're both won and made.
Chuffy’s a noble, and is a great mage
‘though rarely he’s seen when reading a page
His crossbow is ready, his aim is quite steady
Hunting, for him, will take centre stage.
Ryka’s a Dwarf, or so she been told
Her armour and axe are things to behold
She strikes swift and hard, is ever on guard
And faces her foe, with blood that runs cold.