The Nine stepped forth to answer Azur's call
The last year's fallen wheeled out before all
Presenting the gift his dead hands held a year
A gem of power that drew all monster's near.
Receiving the curse, an Agundar of power
The Nine turned to face the challenge of the hour
None before had ever survived
Yet this day the bearer left the arena alive
After years of challenge the proprietor had grown lax
having provided no protection for the crowds who paid tax
And upon the initial creature's release
Chaos poured out into Waterdeep's streets.
Frog like creatures leapt into the crowd
Swamp bog creatures should not be allowed!
The Nine carried forth fulfilling their oath.
The Agundar survived his opening boast.
Now none can say that no one's survived
The Company of the Nine actually thrived.
A shamed Brokengulf who profited from curse
Risked the lives of those watching to fatten his purse
The Nine's honored challenge bringing them fame
The politician in hiding seeking to lay blame
The people step forward, they know what is right!
Let the Nine hold the challenge and make the Brokengulf Fight!