Life and Times of Owen Deathstalker

Born to a noble name,
A man who ran from his Fate,
With the name that brought evil with the fame,
And brought him swiftly to that final date,

Standing amidst the ashes of Empire,
That once great nation he brought low,
Another barbarian at the gates of Empire,
Never seeing the nation his suffering would make grow,

Who knows what happened on that desperate flight,
Against a foe terrifying to comprehend,
He lost his life in one last fight,
A Deathstalker to the end,

Now he lies restlessly as he waits,
for the time when the Terror comes and he must wake.