The Tale of the Hidden Gale outlaws
How evil follows when those who call themselves Orlanthi seek to abuse the laws of hospitality and visit sword-strife on the Goodsword
Orlanth’s lessons, not forgotten,
Speak of honour-rights and dues.
Shame to those whose talk of freedom
Hides contempt for those laws true!
Goodsword clan, the never-conquered,
Offered hearth and salt and roof
To those claiming, in their dotage
Reverence for the Storm King’s truth.
Brynjolfson, the sword-begotten,
Volri Windywords, outlaw:
They with Poss scum darkly conspired
To force the Goodsword into war.
Honest carls by bandits ambushed,
House ablaze and cattle dead.
King Thanos did his finest dispatch
To investigate the stead.
There the brigands hoped to force
Honest swordthanes into fight
With trickery, ignoble magic
Goodsword alone ‘gainst lunar might.
Cutrid, mightiest of swordthanes,
Borin, Yinkin’s hero true,
Believing moonking’s men attacking
Through their lines did cut and hew.
But clever Eorkan, wily Asta
Did see through the outlaws’ ruse.
Once Goodsword did not do their fighting
The Hidden Gale was bound to lose.
King Thanos is no friend of lunars
True to hearth and Orlanth’s fire
Yet those who seek his tribe to humble
Must expect his righteous ire.