NAVIKK'S LEGACY
Birth of the Unicorn


'fore Navikk died in savage fray, he rode his steed in noble task
His reputation led his way; no pretense to unmask
His valor matched his potent strength; many times did evil bow
Regals spoke of him at length; immortality would they endow
His final battle took him to his reign of laud and lore
His faithful mount and blade so true heard his departing roar
The horse remained there by his side with head held mournful low
the sword with sudden occult guide gave forth an eerie show
Blood from Navikk as it seeped absorbed into the gleaming steel
The valiant horse upon it leaped, exhaling an unearthly squeal
Muscles 'neath his shining coat sent streaks and firey sparks astray
For several moments held afloat in mystical array
His sharp hooves lit on arcane ground; robust horseflesh ceased to quake
All at once there was no sound nor movement to partake
A single hard protrusion merged upon a forehead hard and proud
The handle of the sword now purged, buried under war-torn shroud
Scarlett red the coursing vein of Navikk's blood within this horn
Death did not his virtue wane; within a mighty beast reborn
Exemplar of a noble man; to be a sight that few would see
Alas, a myth some say began in storytellers fantasy
But once a sacred battlefield sent home a righteous soul
leaving legend its immortal yield,  Allegiance on patrol