Once upon a time, the brute wrote poetry for the pretty lady. No other brute wrote poetry, not with all the fighting that they did, so he was kind of unique. His poems weren't the most intelligent or ornate you've ever heard, but they had heart. They lacked pretension. The two were wed and their love was meant to last. But, there was war and the brute went off to fight and left his lady behind. He died, but before he did, he wrote her a poem about how his life was given so she and their child could grow strong and happy.