Seventh daughter of a seventh daughter,
She, Theona, shall hold the worlds in her hands.
She wields power such as none have seen,
And the justice of the lands is hers to give.

A Lord of the Mar'vath walks beside her,
She wields balls of fire and swords of ice
In battle against her many foes.

Three ettins storm 'cross the Four Great Lands,
Sow hate, despair and terror as they go.
Theona, Mak'Ris the cat and an elfin lady
Stand strong as day turns to darkest night.

Elfin lady from one of the Five Isles,
Bringing light to the Under Realms.
She hails from the far off Isle of Stars,
Sent to be a guide on Fate's twisted path.

Six men, brothers all, or so it seems,
Guard the Lady with their lives;
Bright swords of steel and axes sharp
Work hard to hold the battle line,
The sons of Warl'kel stand strong.

Six riders of the In'gis come,
Seeking the Lady long foretold.
They bow, then kneel to her,
Six tall lasses so swift and bold.

Nine great flames shall light the night
Ere the Lady reach the Isle of Stars;
Six Lords and six Lasses come behind,
Mak'Ris stalking 'round them all.

Brave Tanris follows with wagon full,
Leading a swarm of country folk
Who have followed at the Lady's call
To save the world from darkest horde.

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Can't think of anything else for this at the moment, I'll add to it as more comes up in my addled brain.

What is given here is the bits and pieces I have now; where parts will fit into the prophecy may change as new parts are added.