The villagers knew fear around
those who bravely fought were ne'r found
and scared they were of strangers now
so to this man's needs they did not bow.

On the morning light they thought
to spy the stranger, see what he saught
when he asked them for some food
he was met by an wary brood.

He told them he could end their plight
if but two of them would aid his fight
the council met that very morn
and selected they sons eldest born.

That night he bade them keep vigilance
that nothing escape their view by chance
so back to back they sat in the village square
and came to them an aboration there.

Their fear mounted as closer it came
but they stayed and watched it all the same
all around them they heard the strangest sounds
like the baying of the Hell Hounds.

As it was about to o'er take them
appeared the stranger from nowhere then
and sprinkled salt upon its tail
the monster let out a horrible wail.

The stranger gave a sword to each man
said the moster must die by their hand
they each one pierced the monsters hide
as the sun peeked it's rays over the side.

Now the villagers checked the scene
for they had heard those terrible screams
what they saw surprised them still
there the stranger was cleaning the kill.

He laughed and spoke without pride
and told them why he needed the hide
My boots are worn, my cloak and saddle
I need new gloves, a hat and bridle.

The villagers set to work that day
and made these things for his pay
as he rode off he happily sang
and peace once again filled these lands.