The vermin eyes look at the maid,
Seemingly harmless, scared and afraid.

Woe to you vermin, for behind the frail mask,
Lies a spirit of a warrior lass.

For one day,she, shall haunt your dreams, 
Wielding a sword for all to see.

 Woe to you vermin, for behind the sword,
Lies the spirit of a warriorlord.

Storming your dreams with her sword at her side, 
She shall come for you, for her friends that died.

Woe to you vermin, for behind the maid,
Lies an army to come to her aid.

With army in paw, she will march down your gates,
And you will find it's too late to escape.

Woe to you vermin, for behind your door,
Lies the frail maid you saw before.

Author's Note: I'm taking the liberty of saying Triss looked harmless to her captors. Hope that doesn't bug anybody.