A Heartseeker, punishing those who have unjustly broken hearts.
Condemning them to a place most suitable for their parts,.
We shall leave them in the darkness,
For us to hunt later.

An Aristocrat, money is no issue for me,
I’ll hunt those in darkness, and have some tea,
This is my Final Hour,
Let that be known.

An Arclight, hunting the undead making them sleep,
Forevermore they shall not make a peep,
We shall be known,
The silvers bolts strike now.

A Vindicator, allowing those who have betrayed to have revenge,
Letting them go or stay shall depend,
If they shall go into the night,
and never return.

A Dragon slayer, the serpents of betrayal,
There hides shall be re-tailored,
Taking the sight, taking mind,
We shall hunt the darkness until our Final Hour.