This fragment of a poem have been handed down in the Kos family for three generations. It tells of the half-elven bard Raneth Kos and his quest to find and cure the poisoned roots of the World Tree, which has tendrils in all realities.
"The Doom of Raneth Kos"
The roots dig deep
into the soil of all worlds
His knowledge was endless
but felt an unkown in the depths
Into the cracks of the World he went
sword and lute in hand
Spells and curses fell around him
as he drained the corruption
Yet his skill and cunning were to no avil
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