Shadow of Arkhaven

[Verse 1] In the heart of Neverwinter’s bright, cruel streets, A child was broken by a deadly feat. Brynden Arkhaven, heir to gold and name, Watched his world turn to ash, nothing the same. His parents’ lives stolen in the dark of night, He vowed to bring justice, to make things right. Across distant lands, he sharpened his blade, In the shadows of masters, his purpose laid. [Chorus] By day, he’s the noble with wealth and fame, But by night, they tremble at the sound of his name. The Shadow of Arkhaven, a phantom unseen, He hunts down the wicked in a world unclean. In darkness, he moves, swift as a flame, A vigilante born from loss and pain. [Verse 2] He returned to his city, a man reborn, But not as the boy who once was torn. With a mask of shadows and eyes of steel, He hunts the corrupt, making them kneel. They whisper his name in fear-filled breath, A phantom who brings swift judgment and death. But behind the mask, his heart still bleeds, Haunted by memories, driven by deeds. [Chorus] By day, he’s the noble with wealth and fame, But by night, they tremble at the sound of his name. The Shadow of Arkhaven, a phantom unseen, He hunts down the wicked in a world unclean. In darkness, he moves, swift as a flame, A vigilante born from loss and pain. [Bridge] Under the moon, his battle begins, A city of secrets, of sinners and sins. But no matter the cost, he’ll never back down, For in the shadows, he wears the crown. He fights for the lost, for the fallen below, In the silence of night, his justice will grow. [Verse 3] Brynden, the merchant, walks in daylight’s glow, But the city knows not what lies below. A dual life he leads, one seen, one veiled, A legacy rebuilt where others have failed. In darkness, his heart finds its fight, The Shadow of Arkhaven, a force in the night. He carries the pain, the weight of his past, But in this crusade, his strength will last. [Chorus] By day, he’s the noble with wealth and fame, But by night, they tremble at the sound of his name. The Shadow of Arkhaven, a phantom unseen, He hunts down the wicked in a world unclean. In darkness, he moves, swift as a flame, A vigilante born from loss and pain.