Role

Chapter 6

In the realm of frost and moonlit haze,
Chakos embarked on Yuletide days.
From Teth Azleth's depths, a drow untamed,
In search of power, his destiny named.


Through the Azreth Forest, shadows thick,
He faced an invoker's elisive tricks.
With the snowbeast's fury and frosty might,
They conquered the foe in the pale moonlight.


Yet within this frosty, Yuletide scene,
A rift emerged, a challenge unseen.
The snowbeast, wrathful, dared defy,
A clash erupted beneath the sky.


A battle fierce, both tumbled low,
Yet Chakos proved the one to show,
Dominance claimed, the beast acknowledged,
Inner rage shared, a bond now unbridled.


Ratzen, the snowbeast, by name he knew,
A union formed, their spirits grew.
Conjuring powers, frost and snow,
Together, they faced the Yuletide's glow.


In the chill of winter's embrace,
A task presented, by necromancer's grace.
Iskrith, dark figure in shadows veiled,
Set Chakos forth, secrets unveiled.


A task to seek an apology's art,
From Fortress of Light, playing the part.
From enemy's tongue, a remorseful plea,
Then reveal a secret, the key to be free.


Through Yuletide nights, the tale unfolds,
Of Chakos, the drow, their frosty tale holds.
In shadows and snow, his destiny penned,
A Yuletide saga, as winter descends.


Hark, and loe, more power yet coming,
Demons and devils, fercious power and cunning.
Chakos is patient, while time marches on,
The prophecy's coming, bid farewell to the dawn.