You were my worthy steed,
Bareing me on noble journey,
and valiant quest across our native land,
without complaint or hesitation.
When a knight looses his mount,
more is lost than mail, armor or even sword.
For the mount is not weapon, but comrade.
And while our common enemy
has ended your service for before mine,
I shall not forget you.
Oh stead, You are gone,
taken from me by the unconcerned hand of fate,
never again shall I ride you to quests, mundane or epic,
I shall miss your faithfulness,
I shall miss your strength.
--The Cavalryman's Song