A poem about a role-playing character, the rogue/mage Daron Qinil.

Coming to a newfound world, then being caged
Being saved and getting out, a hero cannot be upstaged
Human and elves in mortal war, an opportunity to seize
The charming rogue and grumpy mage, they will soon bring peace
But when it all is over, heroism and charm fades away
A drunken hero seldom persist, and sanity goes astray