They come from the cold howling blizzard,
A magician from the Order Grey
Accompanied by a white wizard,
To prevent him from going astray.
Far away from his land, he travels,
Plenty mysteries he unravels,
Looking among many a question
For an answer to his obsession.
The ancient ones have long left behind,
In their temples worn out by the wind,
Secrets unknown, hidden to mankind,
Of which he is trying to unwind
The deeper meaning, to understand
Mighty powers he now has at hand.