Our Lost Hall

A patch of ruins upon the landscape,
where once was a hall now a crumbled estate.

We have but memories of times gone past,
goodbye Una, I will remember your class.

The watchful, wax figure is gone as well,
If he did have secrets who could tell?

The barkeep I may just miss the most,
now there was a man who could cook a roast!

Thank the gods Miohaumto's still here,
Each and every one of us owes him a beer

Stand tall and brave, Ty Beirdd.

Penned by my hand on the 23rd of Miraman, in the year 494 AF.