The Lever of Doom
By Foolses_coolses

Next to Splat-A-Sloth, the lever rests,
Luring you into its treacherous nest.
Its shimmering silver entices you in,
Testing your willpower, you want to give in.

But the sign says, "Do Not Pull."
The result, perhaps, could be painful.
Or maybe the sign is just a trick,
And the result, instead, is rather comic?

The red handle has you under its spell,
A light in the dark, a sinister bell.
You grasp the lever, despite the sign,
And wrench it down in a confident line.

You shield your head, expecting the worst,
But nothing happens, or so it seems at first,
For what did happen the moment you knocked it
Is a weight lessened inside your pocket.

One hundred NP you are now missing.
"That devious lever!" you walk away hissing.
Pulling the lever, the metal of deceit,
Is not something you'll want to repeat.

I Speak of Illusen
By Beccanaub

A crown of leaves around her head,
Her hair a shade of green and red,
Kind to all, live or undead,
I speak of Illusen.

Unlike Jhudora, so unkind,
This faerie keeps a pleasant mind,
She may be tough, though, I remind,
I speak of Illusen.

Tomorrow when the sun comes up,
She'll be making homemade cups
With olive twigs and buttercup,
I speak of Illusen.

"Who are these cups for?" you may ask,
They're for those completing her tasks,
You may fail, and you may pass,
I speak of Illusen.

You must find the item that she'll want:
A Gargoyle Troop, or a bacon croissant,
All the while, you mustn't daunt,
I speak of Illusen.

Bring it back to her giant leaf,
You have passed, what a relief!
She'll reward you with something brief,
I speak of Illusen.

Do another quest, but I have a warning:
You must bring the item
Back by tomorrow morning,
If you fail this time, you will be mourning,
I speak of Illusen.

I see a faerie who's kind to all
When she needs something, to you she'll call,
Her quest may be big, her quest may be small,
I speak of Illusen.

Song of Darigan's Return
By Valkyriemaiden

Let the Citadel be bright,
Now after years of darkness, light.
Abolish bitterness and hate,
Our kingdom once again is great.

May the roses flower, golden,
Silver, ivory, metal molten,
Crops shall thrive in the bright sun,
For our new era has begun.

Let the bells sound, chiming, ringing
In the highest tower, singing,
Praises for our lord returned,
Forgive us now, for we have learned!

Our ways before were dark and grim,
Our fights were bloody, rife with sin,
With our true lord, all wars shall cease,
From this day on, we shall have peace!

Of Hannah's Glory
By Laurelinden

Come you from far,
And you from near,
I'll tell you of the story
Of lovely Usul Hannah
And of her great glory!

The tale begins
In darkest cave
Where robbers sought to find
The gem of Moutain's Heart:
Eternal life enshrined.

With offered jewels
And sister lies,
Kanrik enlisted her--
When the thief asked her help,
"Yes!' was brave Hannah's answer.

Poor Hannah thought
A cure she sought,
But Kanrik the deceiver
Milked her for her knowledge,
And thought alone to leave her.

But our hero
Was not fallen--
Betrayal she survived,
And anger rose inside her:
With sweet revenge revived.

A gem she found,
But not without
An evil injury;
A red mark sapped her strength,
'Till she collapsed weakly.

On mountainside
She almost died,
If not for Armin Bori,
This might have been the end
Of Hannah's noble story.

The Bori race
Was in danger,
To Armin's great dismay,
But he need not have feared--
With Hannah, there's a way!

At the same time
Among the thieves,
Kanrik was disgraced:
He betrayed his guild,
And was banished from the place.

To Hannah he
Apologized,
Promised to give her aid--
Every thieving secret
He told her, this renegade.

Armin, Kanrik,
With our Hannah
Joined together to find
The elusive Mountain Heart
And save all of Bori kind.

With Bringer's threats
Battle's danger,
And thieving wrath they fought--
Hannah's speed and Kanrik's knife
And Armin's old slingshot.

Then Hannah went
To deep within
The Mountain's blazing center,
A key she needed, but realized
Her gem -- it was the answer!

Kanrik, Galem,
Armin, Bringer,
Foremost defeated latter,
Hannah's gem fit the Heart,
But the red mark weakened her.

The Ta-Kutep
Mark had a curse,
But not of more power
Than possessed Snow Faerie
Taelia, the Healer.

So dear her friends
And brave her deeds
We will forget them never:
In those she's touched,
And in this song,
They will live on forever.

Kanrik
By Waifine_1

There is a face that all should know,
Yet no one here has seen!
Sometimes you hear quick footsteps go
Where you thought no one's been.

He is as silent as the night,
His dagger sharp as death,
Yet in his eyes there is the light
To fight to his last breath!

And if he were to turn his cheek
You'd see from very far;
There, if you only were to seek
Would see a pale, thin, white scar!

He fought with Hannah amidst the snow,
The frost, the ice, the gale!
But at the end, when all was done
They told the marvel's tale!

And now as leader of all thieves,
He'll rise to every fight!
And when you hear quick footsteps go,
It's Kanrik in the night...