They were the most feared trackers ever.
Arepo sent them to the kingdom's corners
And offered a bounty for Satoshi, the reformer.
While they never found the scorned scribe,
They tracked the path that he took to hide.
They drew Arepo an expert map to the Black Gate of the Immortal.
They wouldn't cross that strange gate, for a spell was upon the portal.
Arepo began planning a great expedition.
There was no stopping his inquisition.
He needed more funds from his dwindling population.
If he couldn't get taxes, he'd just have to make them.
He used the stone to replicate gold coins,
He gathered a band that made a great noise.
With armies and journeymen, women, and cases
He made his way over to scale up Mount Aegis.
The rivers were wide, and the mountains were tall.
The plains were vast, from winter to fall.
Day by day, Arepo's army would shrink.
"This isn't a problem," Arepo would think.
He made more gold to double their wages
Surely, they'd stay now. The pay was outrageous.
