Hilda the Thief of Grimdugan

Poem by Kalr Cottonwood:

Hilda Cottonwood, Hilda Cottonwood, riding through the glen Hilda Cottonwood, Hilda Cottonwood, with her band of thieves Feared by the bad, loved by the good Hilda Cottonwood, Hilda Cottonwood, Hilda Cottonwood

She called the greatest archers to a tavern on the green They vowed to help the people of the Braths and the king They handled all the troubles on Urguan’s country scene And still found plenty of time to sing;

Hilda Cottonwood, Hilda Cottonwood, riding through the glen Hilda Cottonwood, Hilda Cottonwood, with her band of thieves Feared by the bad, loved by the good Hilda Cottonwood, Hilda Cottonwood, Hilda Cottonwood

She came to Anbella’s Forest with an obsidian dagger on her side A fighter always ready for a fight Her bow was always ready, and she kept his arrows sharp. She used them to fight for what was right.

Hilda Cottonwood, Hilda Cottonwood, riding through the glen Hilda Cottonwood, Hilda Cottonwood, with her band of thieves Feared by the bad, loved by the good Hilda Cottonwood, Hilda Cottonwood, Hilda Cottonwood

With Fryr Ireheart and Loksu Silvervein they had a roguish look, They did the deed the others wouldn't dare. She captured all the money that the evil Kings took, And returned Grimdugan’s treasure to Urguan’s mountains.