Through the Holy Wood, a Silver Elf walked, suited and cloaked, he heard a Gladiator call out.
Through the Holy Wood, a Silver Elf walked, suited and cloaked, he heard a Gladiator call out. "Save me! Save me! <<No matter how you do it, just save me!>>" So I saved him. I gave gear and unit patrol to 23 Gentlemen Vampires, not the beasts of old, yet Post-Modern Miracles who could fight off the terrors of the Roman Colosseum. And then, well trained in the Silver Forest's ways from me, I sent them back to save The Gladiator, and he screamed no more. Though where he went, we did not track, for he left The Stage with his family intact, and some of my coin to help his way. From, Silver the Elf, of the Steel Forest