(I wasn't around for any of this when it happened, but, having heard a bit about it from Lady Shandrille and from Tolwynn, I do find it very odd that the Hochstib threat just... well... ceased.  I wonder if we'll ever know the full story?  --Tanager.)

Hochstib's men are coming, soldiers marching down this way;
Rivers deepen with the runoff from the melting snow.
Robins sing, and butterflies adorn bright leaves today;
Will you let the Baron's men march through the gates you know?
A call to arms, a bright alarm-- the Landing soon must fight!

Hochstib's men are coming, soldiers marching with grim stride;
Silver Gryphons run to warn the folk who love this town.
This threat cannot be ignored, and cannot be denied--
Will you let the Baron's men so simply cut you down?
A call to arms, a bright alarm-- the Landing soon must fight!

Hochstib's men are coming, soldiers marching battle-steeled,
Bearing sword and shield, and the Mandis Crystal's might.
Chaing all the arts of war as magic is repealed.
Will you let the Baron triumph over freedom's right?
A call to arms, a bright alarm-- the Landing soon must fight!

Hochstib's men are coming, soldiers marching towards our home;
Temples will be razed until Lorminstra's worship dies.
Ashes cold will mark the place where now young urchins roam.
Will you let the Baron break you for the Lord of Lies?
A call to arms, a bright alarm-- the Landing soon must fight!

Hochstib's men are coming, soldiers marching 'neath cold sky;
If we fail to work together, little will remain--
Only grieving slaves who work until they drop and die.
Will you let the Baron's men drive you with whip and chain?
A call to arms, a bright alarm-- the Landing soon must fight!

Hochstib's men are coming, soldiers marching down this way;
Teras Isle has vowed its aid, the Rest and Icemule Trace,
Fist and foremost still the Landing must defend today.
Proud we stand, though soon the Baron's fighters we shall face!
A call to arms, a bright alarm-- the Landing soon must fight!