Fennerheim Calls

thumb|right|335 px|The rhythm and lyrical melody of 'Fennerheim Calls'. 
Far to the north, in the frozen peaks of the Mjaln Mountains, a fearsome battle rages between the Mjaln and the Ice Trolls. The Ice Trolls wield near boundless power over blizzards and frost, and freeze countless to death every year. But even so, the Mjaln keep a high fervor, and a spirit that never will be broken. Nowhere else in The Mortal Realm are there braver warriors than the Mjaln, who back down from no battle, no war, and no foe. This song is sung by those men, only moments before they ride out to battle. They will gather around in a circle, around a campfire if needed, and chant this tune, almost as a prayer. Word is that this song opens up the gates to Fennerheim, through which the fallen Mjaln will walk, to meet their afterlife.
==Lyrics==
[Chorus] Far over, the frozen mountains all
A danger grim, great men will fall
But do we cry, and do we weep?
We do not fear, when Fenner calls [chorus ends]
/To battle, we ride across the peaks
On backs of bears, Ice Trolls we seek
Their breath is frost, their claws are ice
We can't deny, the dangers bleak./
/Their shamans, they conjure winds so cold
The blizzard theirs, death will unfold
The bite of ice, so merciless
The sky and snow, is theirs to mold./
/They have spells, their magic limitless
A power cruel, we must confess
But even so, cowards they are
We are the men, whom Fenner blessed/
[CHORUS]