Beware, beware, the Children of Ar, You enter the realm of the spirits of Char. Your every desire, wish, and thought, Will be forever granted in merciless naught. Beware, beware, the maiden of shadow, She seeks first a pact, one filled with sorrow. Wager a deal and let it be fair, For if the coin falls unlevel the All Mother beware, Beware, beware.