Clandestine town and city, there naught was bestowed' the crown captive; shot naught arrows yet arrows believe to be true bestowed negligence upon your steed and horsemen's jaw. I am a swordsman, with a destiny sword from another region of the continent; I plan to make great despondence to you dwellers of the foolish ship; the fellowship dwells for your helping nether dweller; for my horns sea through sharp senses; wayward dweller from the folly of Caspian shore. May you show me a devilish sword; and I'll show you a sharp devil's slash with three horns from a slash of your sword. I am a devil from another dimension.