Composed by an unkown squire, sometime in the Age of Glory, since then, a staple of Ritter bards and performers.
Upon the gleaming lands of Ritter
A knight clad in shining steel rode
His face and crown adorned in gold
With the clinking and jangling of his metal
Which did sound much like potted kettle
By the road
Set upon by bandits with broken blades and rotted teeth
The knight let out a great laugh and took out his blade from its sheath
With a great swing he made quick work of them
Leaving them upon the forest floor they were condemned
By the cave
Awoke a great bear
With a roar that did pierce the fair air
Slashed and claw it did
By the shining armor of the knight all harm it did forbid
When the knight swung his sword
And took the bear’s head to the local lord
By the river
The folk told of a beast
Hewn of scale which had swam from the east
Upon the sea the knight did wade
To pierce the sea dragon with his blade
By the rushing flow of water
The knight found his own slaughter
For now upon the bottom of the river
Clad in shining metal like that of silver
Sits the Drowned Knight
The Sword to Unite 