Born beneath the banners of Beltor's holy light, Son of the field marshal and cleric, raised to serve the right. Six and a half feet of steel and muscle, forged for war and flame, Young Sir Talon Starslayer, honor in his name. The Dark Lord Odium marched beneath a blood-red sky, And Talon rode beside his mother, sworn she'd never die. But darkness crept behind the lines while heroes faced the fray, And the gods stood silent on that fateful day. The campfires burned... The ravens cried... A son returned... To find her sacrificed. Raise the sword and speak his name! Talon Starslayer! Knight of light and mage of flame! Talon Starslayer! From the ashes of betrayal, From the sorrow and the pain, The Wizard of All Colors And None rose To break the Dark Lord's reign. His mother's head upon an altar, The sacred ground defiled, The field marshal saw only failure, Not a grieving child. He stripped away the knighthood, The noble crest and lands, Banished his own blood into The wild and distant sands. Alone he walked through bitter years, His faith reduced to scars, Seeking answers in the ancient halls Beneath the Tower's stars. The books revealed... The hidden thread... A truth concealed... Among the gods instead. Raise the sword and speak his name! Talon Starslayer! Knight of light and mage of flame! Talon Starslayer! Born of mortal courage, Born of magic's sacred fire, The Wizard of All Colors And None rose To carry vengeance higher. Not the marshal's son... Not the heir they knew... For Trion, Lord of Magic, Had watched his whole life through. Trion’s three faces gazed upon him, Three voices called his soul, Black for midnight’s wisdom, White for noon lights noble goal, Red for wrath against the imbalance, Yet beyond them all he'd stand— Master of every color and of none With all at his command. Grand Magus of the Tower, And champion of the blade, Clad in battered knightly armor And the sword his family made. Through haunted keeps and battlefields, The evil learned to fear The thunder of his war-spells Whenever he drew near. The legions of Lord Odium Whispered warnings in the night, For one man marched against them With both sorcery and might. Raise the sword and speak his name! Talon Starslayer! Terror of the wicked hosts! Talon Starslayer! The knight they could not break, The mage they could not chain, The Wizard of All Colors And None rides Through fire and storm and rain! Raise the sword and tell the tale! Let every kingdom hear! For darkness learned to tremble Whenever Talon neared! The Wizard of all colors... The Wizard of none... The son of mortal honor... And magic's chosen son... Talon Starslayer! Talon Starslayer! Forever shall his legend run.
