Cheers Legate,
now for my first ever riddle, how exciting!
Cold be my bones, under turf, under sky,
Close to deep waters forever I lie,
From vic'try to vic'try I marched for to win,
From darkness of old the place of our kin,
Counsel we heeded not,
Allies we needed not,
I slew their great leader in bright shining sun,
T'was darkness we came to turn light when we'd won,
The black shaft it took me to darkness from light,
The first one to fall in vainglorious fight.
Good luck,
