Zorina, Warden, brave they saya"But run she will if skies turn gray.
With sword in hand and heart so light,
She'll flee from Oblivion, out of sight.

A storm approaches? Time to hide!
Behind the walls, shea l slip inside.
Her title grand, her courage thin,
A warriora name, but not the skin.

Oh Zorina, fierce in name alone,
The bravest tales you've never known!

Penned by my hand on the 4th of Valnuary, in the year 966 AF.