Born in randoms life roulette,
was nothing ever random,
poor or highborn etiquette,
every doubt was gone,

the moment you got revealed
by a being unmatched,
holy powers unsealed,
charisma and authority catched,

your word a comand,
the power given,
on your gods demand,
codex driven,

A paladin, a warrior of just,
a farseer of the wolf clan,
a chosen of the lord of dust,
a knowing woman of the great plan,

a priestess of moonlight shadow,
a bowman of the godess of hunt,
a restless wanderer vowed to go,
a deamons blood, brutal and blunt,

Some from birthright,
some chosen by hand,
bound to the eternal fight,
to wield the power their gods lend,

Consecrated to evil and good,
to chaos and order,
strict and everchanging mood,
beyond a worlds border,

Prayers that turn reality,
the existance of gods spectacular,
to fulfill an old prophecy,
fighing for a rightous war,

chose the consecrated wise,
that acompany on your way,
to what fate they might arise,
not even the chosen might say.