In crimson robe did he sit
Awkward did the garment fit
Waiting to bestow title and rank
Upon the best in class and thank

She stood late in line to tell
Young lady knight Martel
Blonde hair short like stature
Fierce eagle upon her banner
Grey eyes gazed out bright
Others mistook with a bit of fright

Robed elder looked in her in the eye
Greatness in her future spy
Small command was she given
A quintet of green with potential hidden
To guard the marches and wild
From whence the family came this child

She swore to protect home and Lord
With her body and her sword
Not knowing that it was this night
Goblins would fall in with delight
Destroying farm and forest
Causing her protectorate unrest

It was here Martel would test
And not falter with the best
They eager to her prove
At her command they move
Martel young and brave
Guarded others from early grave

Lady of the land rewarded
Goblin problem now all sorted
Hers was not the glory had
For she dealt it to five lad
Hungry for guide and purpose
To the weak now she in service

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