The Ballad of Cranston Thorne

Have you heard the solemn tale?
The one of Cranstone Thorne?
To the afterlife he did sail
A bard our world's heroes do mourn

On a noble quest our heroes did go
To prevent a dreadful attack
From the terror we would know
As the lich lord Acererak

A terror our Cranston would never face
Through the jungles he did tread
Running a fool's race
To the realm of the dead

With his allies he bravely fought
A monstrous teleporting beast
Upon himself he did wrought
Becoming the monster's feast

Soaked in bardic blood
His body ripped and torn
The heroes minds, with rage they did flood
Avenging their friend, Cranstone Thorne