Hunting Tyrant - Hammers of Misfortune

Hark!

The hounds are hot

Upon the trail of our quarry

Spurn your horses faster and let not your arrows miss

Burn the tallest tree to fuel the fires at the castle

Meat will be a plenty for tomorrow we shall feast

Wait, who is this standing in our path

Stand aside or you shall feel my wrath

Don’t you know that this is my domain?

Now!

Stand aside or you’ll soon be slain