Role

Chapter 1

Once a baby fire giant was born
but soon he was to be forlorn
In the village born
by everybody fire and chaos was worn
Soon it was noticed by all
that the baby seemed kind of small
looking at the baby, elders frowned
while secretly their blades they honed
Early on the now child
seemed much less wild
it was noticed he would rather build an orderly street
while other children trampled everything with their feet
Strange how all the chaos seemed
for the child towards order leaned
Much To his elders ire
he would not succumb to chaos and fire
though not to be mistaken
he was an evil in the makin'
the feet that trampled his street
soon a hammer to the face did meet

so the youngling did leave
to find an orderly way to reave
with mind and reflexes slow
He came to hamsah with hammer in tow
Perhaps greatness would him await
but most likely only a bloody fate