Siege of Solace in poem!

The Poem

The Siege of Solace: A Legend in Shadows

In Solace's streets, where shadows creep,
The air grows thick, no time to weep.
Commander Goff, his life now lost,
Yet hope remains, but at what cost?

Lorkus speaks, with plans in hand,
A secret mission must be manned.
To Grimbardun, the dwarves must go,
But darkness lingers far below.

The Chaos horde now seeks to claim
The city’s heart, engulf in flame.
Yet deeper still, a threat untold,
A fungal queen with power bold.

In caverns deep, the dwarves once strong,
Fight for survival, the battle’s long.
Queen Mycelia sends her brood,
An endless tide, their bodies crude.

But whispers speak of hidden lore,
Of ancient tales from days of yore.
The splinters of the land divide,
And legends of their wrath collide.

A secret war beneath the earth,
Where hope and doom are given birth.
The dwarves now fight their ancient foe,
While Chaos waits to deal its blow.

Yet if the fungal queen should fall,
The dwarves may answer Solace's call.
But can they break from ancient feuds,
And set aside their bitter moods?

With golems crafted, Chaos rears,
Their crushing feet at Solace’s doors.
Tenni Mayla’s heart of steel,
Now brings destruction, cold and real.

But in the shadows, there’s a flame,
The battle mages stake their claim.
A secret league, a hidden pact,
To save the Splinterlands intact.

And Lorkus, though his body’s scarred,
Shines like a beacon, ever hard.
With allies forged in bonds of trust,
They rise to battle, because they must.

Now Solace teeters on the brink,
But legends rise when kingdoms sink.
A hidden war, a hero’s quest,
Will light or shadow be what’s blessed?

The Siege of Solace, yet unfolds,
A secret tale the darkness holds.
For in this world where factions vie,
The fate of Splinterlands draws nigh.