In the forecourt of Throal lies Barterstown, Barsaive´s biggest market. It´s a place where all different species and cultures gather and trade. Together with the beautiful Axandria and S´kirrel we were amazed at the home of the traders...

 

Home of the Traders - Barterstown

There´s only one street in this city

The golden gate to Throal so pretty

A market where you get everything

Weapons - food and things for spelling

 

Chaos everywhere

Have you ever been there

Where a hero´s heart strikes higher

Take care you could deal with a liar

 

Gamblers playing for money

Bards singing songs like honey

Ships are flying through the air

Crowds of races everywhere

 

Only once a year

The greatest swordsmen meet here

To find out who is the best

In Barsaives biggest fighting contest

 

The home of the traders is called Barterstown

The door to Throal - home of the crown

All this lying to his feet

Where every man gets everything he needs

 

Hungry and with tired feet

We´re looking for a place to sleep

See the last days in our faces

We only need some warm places

 

The big blue mountains to Throal

Are the target we´re heading for

We have to see the king

Got bad news for him to bring

 

The home of the traders is called Barterstown

The door to Throal - home of the crown

All this lying to his feet

Where every man gets everything he needs

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