Real Scales of Justice

[Fezzik]

Here is one, born of blood,
Not knowing the ways to go.
Yet here he goes to an unknown land,
To find a beast from so long ago.

And wind swept seas did push him on,
To find a love, that was not his own.
Deep in the past it happened then,
That a young lass’ virtue, was overthrown.

She did not know, til her child was born,
That the man she loved, had scaly skin.
Not just a beast, but a Wyrm of Old!
Had sealed the fate of her little kin.

And so he traveled to lands unknown,
A little Valley, by the mountains crown.
Here and there, he searched the lands,
And found his way, to sleepy towns.

Now he was set, in plans long made,
For war had come and blockades sealed all.
Now his fate lay here and now,
To find the Dragon, and stand before it tall.

His ancestors used the power in blood,
But he was determined to find more.
The strength of the Wyrm, he would unleash,
For there were deeds to do, many a score.