"In a clearing hidden deep in woods, all is well....the village is seemingly under the kindest of spells,
In legend we hear her name whispered Loerdell....the place of myth is something to us most rare,
Most beautiful of havens is Loerdell fair....within her each and every pain you will be spared,
In brightest of days or enchanted night....never will ye again see a prettier sight,
Within the village itself glows an eternal light....that to yer heart will bring you all of elven might,
To traveller worn from journeys and fear....in the clearing he will always find that hope is near,
Should he have travelled through high water and hell...only once he needs to of his troubles us tell,
A home he will find always in fair Loerdell...."

Tancred of the noble Vesper Woodfolk