In the silent halls of Ironhold, echoes of sorrow resound,

For once a bastion of strength, now brought low to the ground.

Alder's shadow loomed large, its darkness profound,

As the fortress fell to tyranny, its fate tightly bound.


Yet in the depths of despair, a glimmer of hope did rise,

As brave souls united, with determination in their eyes.

They forged a pact of defiance, beneath the somber skies,

And vowed to reclaim Ironhold, where freedom never dies.


Through trials of fire and trials of steel, they battled on,

Their courage unyielding, their spirits strong.

With each step forward, they righted ancient wrongs,

Until Drogon's banner once more proudly belonged.


Now, in the halls of Ironhold, a new tale is told.


In the heart of the turmoil, where shadows grew long,

Stood Conthus, Laurich, Edison, Simon, brave and strong.

Tobias and Otis, side by side, they belong,

Together they fought, in freedom's song.


Disrupting the trade, they freed those in chains,

Their actions inspired, igniting hope's flames.

With each victory won, they defied Alder's reign,

Their resolve unbroken, amid sorrow and pain.


In Blackwood's dark domain, they uncovered his sin,

A vile experimentation lab, where agony had been.

With determination unyielding, they vowed to win,

And toppled the abomination, freeing souls from within.


Against the might of Ifrit, they bravely stood,

Fighting the fiery god, in the heart of the wood.

Their courage unwavering, as they fought for good,

And in their valor, Ironhold's freedom stood.


Confronting the Kingsglaive, an elite force to behold,

Their loyalty to Alder, in their hearts cold.

But the heroes stood firm, their spirits bold,

Defeating the darkness, with victory foretold


In the halls of Ironhold, where heroes once tread,

Their memory lives on, in the hearts that they led.

And amidst the ashes, where hope had once fled,

Drogon stands tall, with fire in his stead.


The Ignisforge roars, its flames reaching high,

A symbol of resilience, against the dark sky.

With each hammer's strike, a defiant cry,

As the spirit of Ironhold refuses to die.