Moloch King stands high and proud
covered all in a long silver shroud
with a diadem of beauty
plus pro four
and no, thats not all, he still wears more.
And around his neck, cant you see, 
an Amulet of Life Saving, Powers over thee.
and as you continue down beyond his neck
some eternium plate mails, which in the shop he will soon deck.
and continuing down as his hands glitter on the incredible mat,
a ring of the high kings, and one of the cat.
and once you continue past his fingernails,
A sword named kinslayer and tower shield, which he eternally hails.
But wait, what is that, right before the base,
I see some bracers of war, which he must embrace.
and if you look twice right above the ring
Some elemental gauntlets will start to be seen.
but wait, theres some ammo, hidden under his arm,
The quarrel thunderstroke, is guaranteed to harm.
And carrying in his backpack I soon see
Some neat little objects, round as a phial fit into a key.
I think they're called Orbs, And as you will soon see,
They are guaranteed to impress you and me.
Fire, Water, Air, and Earth,
and I hear the Mana one contains infinite mirth,
They all seem to be the same except in the color,
and each has a color that you will see in no other.
And wait, what is that, sitting alone,
It looks like a disfigured microphone,
but not it looks more like me,
baldfaced and heavy and incredibly steady,
But wait are you ready, I am here to see?
I think this strange object is called the famous "Si" !
And beside this undoubtedly famous picture of me,
I see a little potion of literacy!
And beside that potion of literacy, I see a tiny, tiny, triangular key.
Beside that is sitting a wand of stunning, 
Beautiful, glittery, bossy and cunning.
Who said we couldnt continue on? For now I see a bright red lawn!
oh no, that isnt what I think it is, for now I see, many blankets beside red.
a blue one, a blank one, one multicolored too, this one is fireproof,
and this one belongs to you! 
a lute, a flute, come on lets toot,
but the monster cannot hear it if the harpy makes it mute.
and if you rummage some more in the big shiny pile
you will find yourself surrounded in huge silver phials.
This one says frank, this one says mr. eel,
This one is careful labeled the Phial of Caladriel
and just beyond that, is a fortsworth of foods, two thousand
huge lizards, and much more to boot!
Some strange herbs cover the bottom of the pot,
Stomafilia, and Spenseweed, which will never rot!
And if you explore, just a tiny bit beyond that, you will find a
wand of wishing, tucked into a large hat.
and at the very bottom of his huge hackeysack
are scrolls of chaos resistance,  almost 50 intact.
if you find yourself retreating from the huge shiny bag,
you will find yourself wishing you never soon had,
For what you may wish had never crossed your sight,
The Scythe of Corruption is now at the site.
It gleams and glitters and grins and grasps,
For if you touch it, corruption will soon be your task.
You soon retreat from the huge backpack
And find yourself screaming for some available slack.
You find a scroll of dark predictions on your way
and no, you do not stray
you read it, immediately, right away.
It says your soul is 99% owned, for your chaotic god
is madened in his home.
You hide and hide and wait and decree
For wielding of Moon Sickle will soon be named "Me"
But wait, you withdraw, and look into the world
for Moloch King is sitting there, almost curled.
He tells you of stories and places and things
And lastly he tells you of Khelvester he saved.
He says his fate is beyond your control, for the Amulet of Life Saving,
has now failed.
He dissapears and as he does, his pack begins to fade,
You reach for it but nothing of the less, your balance is distracted
and your face lands on jade. 
You decide that now, you must start your quest,
And not soon, will you ever be given one rest, for the day of one is soon and near,
and you will be born, in the sun, with a rock as a clear.