Amroladh Quinluin

Legendary elven poet. Amroladh died in 699 in the fall of Lenhviel. Most of his work now lives on in the oral elven tradition. Recently, however, pandese forces has uncovered some works attributed to him. Here is one of his shorter works in translation: 
Oh, bloodied arrow, leave me not
do not let loose another shot
stay sharp forever, lest I forget
how quickly joy turns to regret
a life of its own, its own free will
by chance a challenge to the archer's skill
a surge of pride, a moment's thrill
to feel we live, why must we kill?