Follow me to a small town,
not far from Sarnburg away,
the main seat of the emperors crown,
come in and stay,

in the elemental school of magic,
air, water, earth and fire,
and some other fancy trick,
golem building, necromancy, familiar to hire,

Clairvoyance and healing spells,
Theoretical arcana, alchemy
fairy woods and mystic wells
Herbalism and beast mastery,

a full education in strict hands,
a wonderous place,
in the center of the Selenian lands,
with a tricky case,

The four trees of elements out of balance,
the fire tree about to die,
the old master gone, a new ones chance,
Nereus did not guess for what he did apply,

Most artifacts of the institute gone,
unfamiliar with the local traditions,
a hard task from day one,
unusual recruits for his missions.

To rescue the tree, magic was required,
through artifact, spell or ritual,
finding the missing stuff very desired,
for the magic school crucial.

With the Jaintor and the cook,
who did teach alchemy as well,
he recognized, left not a single magic book,
no education you could tell.

The master of the library,
excentric Ilmar Odenthal,
professor for megical theory,
he rescued them all.

Unwilling to give the books away,
Nereus had to be smart,
a deal so to say,
a new book for every fire library part.

Time was tight,
so Samantha was asked, the clairvoyant,
every method right,
told him the fire hedgehog was pregnant,

A burning axe was found from Ugir,
a dwarf and wind scholar,
and he knew of a burning spear,
in a desert far,

Rewan the ice magic post doc,
has his own interest supporting fire,
curious of what secret he could unlock,
a cool gnome, with a dark desire,

Wulfgar, the Jaintor, had a suspicious broom,
a mysterious stick,
sent every pile of leaves boom,
the secret will be told quick,

in the second poem part,
stay curious until next time,
the school of magical art,
a story told in rhyme.