In forest deep, where wild rhythms drum, The Arbor Elves beneath the great oaks hum. Mosswort Bridges whisper stories of old, While Magus of the Candelabra brings light untold. From the heart of mountains, flame dragons roar, Flameblast wings igniting the ancient lore. Overgrowth fields with verdant warmth embrace, As Utopia Sprawl sets its roots in place. Caller of the Pack, with a howl, leads, Through endless woods where Ghalta stamps and feeds. Eternal Witness guards history’s gentle thread, Near Skarrg, the Rage Pits where the fiercest tread. Etali, the tempest, rides the primal storm, Worldspine Wurm beneath churns the earthen norm. Sylvan Primordial, with leafy might, defends, While Rhonas, God-Eternal, life’s pulse extends. Tooth and Nail binds the wild to the wise, Greater Good seeks what in sacrifice lies. Harmony dances through leaves and through glades, As Rhythm of the Wild in nature never fades. Tuktuk Rubblefort stands in defense, bold, In this endless cycle of stories retold. Seasons turn, and time keeps its gentle thrall, In this mythical land where magic touches all.