CALEGARO AND THE MANTICORE

The mighty Calegaro, the embodiment of Honor His task set before him, the fearsome Manticore Without hesitation, our hero charged the beast!

The fearsome Manticore roared a deafening thunder, Claws raked the arena floor! Its wings spread out, its deadly tail raised up, A stream of death it unleashed!!

The noble Calegaro stood fast. Spikes of pain, rending flesh, their mark met!! Armor pierced, the body torn! And the mighty Calegaro stood tall!

The beast circled, Fangs bared and gnashing The enraged Manticore lashed out, Seeking our heroes head!!!

Maw found air, and steel found maw! Calegaro brought his axe to bear! Flesh was sundered, the beast was cut!!

Claws struck out, spikes did fly!! And the mighty Calegaro fought on. Swipe after swipe, spike after spike Blood soaked the arena floor!

But our noble champion would not fall! His deadly axe reigned down! Blow after blow after blow!

The Manticore made a bull’s rush, an attempt to end Calegaro!! But death found not our mighty hero! Calegaro saw his chance, and cleaved a single blow!!! The lion head flew from its neck!! The beast crashed too the floor!

His body rent, his life’s blood spent Calegaro raised mailed fist, In it was held aloft, for all to see The head of the Manticore!

The Great Shadow stood, and with a nod, “To the Victor, the spoils” The treasure floated to our hero’s feet

Dark armor, enchanted. He dropped the beast, and claimed his prize Without a word, our hero turned

The cheers went up! The crowd it roared!!! Huzzzah! Huzzah! Huzzah!

Next you see him, know that you have met The Champion of the Shadow’s Tourney!! The Mighty Calegaro!!!

-as witnessd by Jonathan Atma, Scribe at large