Another poem about the third of my major role-playing characters, the Bladesinger Zardilann Darhtill.
I turned a new leaf, as He told me to behave
Then many years alone, acting like a slave
I journeyed to your house, to join retirement
And you gave me advice, to not myself resent
I started living life, and you returned to Hell
Our friendship it was great, but now I hear the knell