Mark Of P

There was once a time of blood and war,

Their the soldiers died, as the nobles saw,

But that time had ended,

Peace took its place, the continent's wounds mended,

They established their nation,

It grew huge and prospered to their wild elation,

All because of multiple heroes through the ages,

They fought like warriors, they spoke like sages,

Their magic was strong they were the main leads

They were their to help, as they grew its seeds

They all had one thing in common, you see

They all bore the Mark of P