Dragon riders numbered three,
Summoned in great haste,
With companions meant to be,
Arrived at the farm, no time to waste
Three ogres grim plundered there,
Family lives in danger,
Boyan strategized with great care,
As we’re joined by a stranger
Flowing hair and mind most odd,
Walking forward, oh so brave,
All of us into battle trod,
In order a family to save
Dragons bold struck with their breath,
Others cast their magic strong,
The ogres quickly met with death,
A daring rescue worthy of song
Fetid stink rose off their bodies,
Dragging them back into the Quag we went,
In which we heard discordant melodies,
Smoke billowing that would not relent
Up North past the Fey Tree we followed the trail
Careful not to anger it
To the Green Chasm we did prevail
Where we were met by a hostile Spirit
Rivena by name,
And an army of Ogres gathered
It is she who is to blame
For the monsters she's tethered
Facing certain doom we ran
Quickly through the swamp we traveled
Eluding her forces was our plan
Until around us the Quag unraveled
Safely we return to warn you,
Have no fear, the riders will defeat her
For their hearts and spirits true
Cannot permit to stand any evildoer