As you prepare for both the Wargames and the return to Orian, a chant begins to form in your head. This may be something you've used all your life to pump up your energy and psych yourself up, or perhaps it was a song from battles long ago. Regardless, you have been chanting or singing or meditation on this poetic murmuring. Share your chant in the form of a poem (simple Rhyme or Limerick, minimum of 40 words). The most inspiring poem will win the top three places, with participation counting towards the parent competition.
Clusters of Ice may be awarded depending on Voice standards.
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1st place
Master Bentre Stahoes
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2nd place
Malisane Sadow
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