There are many figures of myth and lore.
So why don't I invite you to take a tour.

To learn of one of the most saddest tales.
Such a tale could turn ye pale.

There once was a man who stood tall and firm.
Of the position he had earned.

A proud father indeed.
Til one day he had need.

A storm threatened his wife and daughter.
He fell to his knees to bother,

His one and only God-King.
To protect them so they may sing.

Of his glory and might.
But, he returned home to a fright.

His loved ones were no more.
He felt a great pain that made him sore,

At the one being who kept him safe.
He cursed his name from place to place.

A year had passed and so did he.
But this was not meant to be.

The God-prince came to him.
And made him one of them.

Those who had Fallen in life.
Now lives in eternal strife.

He would be the Guide of Souls.
For this will repay his toul.

And so, when the bell tolls.
Adelmo comes for your soul.

It is said upon starring in his eyes.
It will reveal the tears he cries.

For those He truly loved.
For they reside up above.

There are rumors of those who herd.
A beautiful song, word for word.

When approached by death's hand.
Is it his daughter or wife who stands.

By his side to begin.
His life that will never end.

Adelmo/Five Fallen Lords
Brother Arthur/priest of Abiel
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