• Standing in the hollows,
    There was a one eyed drunken dwarf.
    Who hobbled up to me, while pointing north.
    This is all that drunken dwarf had to say.
    "This path leads to a place called Wolf's Wharf,
    A gloomy place, short of face where this one eyed dwarf is king."

    Standing in the hollows,
    There was a masked man
    Who hobbled up to me holding out hid hand.
    This is all that masked man had to say.
    "Follow this wanderer to a needy place,
    When the sunlights gone then I'll show my face,
    But until the eyes of the red crow are good and gone,
    I'll keep on carrying on."

    Standing in the hollows,
    There was a giant crow.
    Who's feather were crimson, showing through the snow.
    When I got near this crow, he flew and I knew its time to go.
    For when he left, alls I heard was "Welcome to Wolfs Wharf, remember
    that the one eyed dwarf is king, and if you ever cross him,
    The pain will make you sing."

    Standing in the hollows,
    I seen that same old dwarf,
    Who stammered up to me.
    And he said.
    "You've seen our town, now turn around, and go, away
    you heard the king, see this ring? "