I was previously stationed in Duskwood with the Argent Dawn. One night when I was sitting in the Scarlet Raven Tavern after duty, I heard this local song about a young Duskwood hunter.

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The Duskwood hunter song.

Deep within the dusky woods, the worgs and wolves are howling.
Everywhere I go, yellow scary eyes are scowling.
Behind the dark and rotting trees, the vicious beasts are prowling.
I am afraid.
I am afraid.
But through the woods I go.
To eat, to live, I have to hunt, the crops just will not grow.

I try to cover mouth and nose, I hate the rotting smell.
Then suddenly from not afar I hear a painful yell.
I heard the screams deep in my ears, and then the silence fell.
I am afraid.
I am afraid.
And through the woods I run.
A childhood lived in constant fear, no laughter, games or fun.

In my haste I fail and I forget to stay down low.
A worgen nearby spots me, and he deals a lethal blow.
I look down on my shirt and gasp, the blooddrops starts to flow.
I am afraid.
I am afraid.
And in these woods I die.
No hope, no Light, no saviour's might is with me here I lie.

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