Give me my sword,
and I'll give you my word,
the land will be purged and free,
as I will be.
Return to me my shield,
And while I wield,
justice will returns to the land,
As to my hand.
Put an arrow on my bow,
and while the arrows flow,
peace will reign again,
As will I my friend.
Give me your trust.
a thing that doesn't rust,
and it will set the world free,
As it should be.
(written by tolean, seeking help at the southern kingdom castle, pleading her cause in front of the king)