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 |