Song of Liadrana and Galfred

This poem, commissioned by Thane Everen Corelas to mark the betrothal and planned wedding of Liadrana Rush and Lord Galfred, was unfortunately never performed publically. By the time of its completion, the betrothal had been broken off. However, it has since been published in a small collection of Highlands poetry.
==The Song of Liadrana and Galfred==
Now, witness GalfredTo Liadrana wed.Great grew these two vines;And by hearts entwined,Noble blood shall see:New prosperity,Houses unified,And love recognized.
Liadrana fair,Of Kul Tiras heir,Flower amongst rushes!See how she blushes:Blessed and divine.Of noble bloodline,Ancient pedigree.Child of the sea!
Who ten winters old,Strove on the whale’s road,Breaker of the waves,Captained unafraid,Her ship, while storm-god raged,Whipped ice and tattered stays.Three nights the sun drownedBefore she safety found.
So our ocean-spriteGrew to man’s delightIn her father’s halls.Fathoms of her soul,Deep and plunged by none,Echoed “Lordaeron.”Called by holy ways,She left the child’s place.
Then in scripture steeled,Took the holy shield,The hammer of sin.Pearl of paladinsBrought virtue to plate,Sat the mercy seat,Banished heresy,Rewarded piety.
She held Ambermill,Fed ravens their fill,And forced war-wolves back,Immune to attack.Watched Southshore fall,Heard the wounded call,Dried refugee tearsAnd mended broken spears.
Hero of Blackrock Spire!She faced the wyrm’s fire,Gave battle to drake,And did his headprice take –Now on Stormwind’s wallDisplayed for us all.Kings do her honor,Fair Liadrana!
And as if by fate,She was sent a mateEqual to heroine.Son of Northern Land,Standing at the headOf armies, Galfred,Beater of war drums,Noble lord of Strom.
First when battle calls,Smasher of shield-wallsAnd taker of heads,He stains the ground redWith foe-man’s life,Wins glory in strife.The sound of his steelDraws wolves to their meal.
Brought Amani war,To save ArathorFrom grim desireOf trolls’ empire.Leading the vanguard,He rode before lords,Who charged at his command,And hooves rocked the land.
There on noisome foes,Did Galfred shower blows:Shields cracked, lances brokeThen obscured by smokeAnd the battle din,Removed from his menGalfred’s war-horse fellAnd trolls rushed for the kill.
Harried on all sides,Stood Strom’s joy and pride,Spitting defiance,Waiting for his chance.With each cleft tusked-faceAnother took its place,‘Til he stood on a moundOf bodies all around.
Finally came a trollWho stood twelve foot tall.Galfred laughed and roared:Dropped his broken sword,Seized troll in his grip,Crushed ‘til blood wet its lips.With their general dead,Troll-men turned and fled.
Now single deeds are done,Two heroes are one.They share their history,And genealogy,For both alike in rankGuard the other’s flank:Shield and sword together,Held in love forever.
===Acknowledgement===
Written by Pylsur.
Category:Poems