The Quest

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By: Feldspar Posted on: April 28, 2005

A'questin'abroad for a man in a bar,
Seeking a treasure, a journey not far.

Travels are short, heart is kept light,
Gates of Shallam, shine clearly in sight,

The City, the people, the market, the smells,
A ringing from West, the Basillica's bells,

Totem- marked ground, a bag with sigil,
Monks, Magi, Priests, Paladins on vigil.

Zanzibar Street, shops quaint with charm,
Only from rats, does one risk harm.

Down the street quickly and into the shop,
Resolving with dignity, the quest for a chop.

Quest now complete, mutton in hand
Off to adventure in a strange, strange land.