Two men arrived on that day so cold

Two men arrived on that day so cold,
One was scared the other quite bold.

They went into the inn and demanded a beer
With them they carried a newly slain deer.

The bold was called martin, the scared was called barta,
Then a woman rose from her seat, her name was marta

She asked the two men where the deer had been slain,
for had they killed the kings deer then their death would be in vain.

The silence was thick and filled the room like smoke,
No one dare speak as if they thought they’d choke.

A high laugh broke out in the back of the room,
And removed the silence like dust removed by a broom.

A stranger sat laughing with long black hair,
His hand on a sword and his feet on a chair.

The bold know as Martin asked what was so amusing
And he answered with laughter that he just loved accusing.

He said “I dare say my good folks you people are thieves,
Martin the mouse and Barta called pieves.

The bold Martin got mad and said he was no mouse
He drew his blade and said he’d burn down the house.

Screaming the guest all fled through the door
In the inn there stayed only four.

Martin and Barta both stood there still
The stranger still sat there and asked for his bill.

The fourth was the inn keeper stuck behind the bar,
Martin screamed to him: get out or I will drown you in tar.

Now 3 they were left and the stranger stood up,
Slowly he rose and emptied his cup.

The stranger drew blade and it was black like the night
Both Martin and Barta knew that a sword like that would belong to a knight.

Barta would flee but Marin said no!
Fight with honor he said that’s is all I know.

I know not fear, nor hunger, nor pain
I kill for a living, my real name is Cain. 

He stormed ahead with his blade held high
His spirit was fierce the stranger could that not deny

Cain swung his sword with anger in heart,
The stranger foresaw his attack and send him to where he cannot depart.

Cain fell to the ground his blood running free,
The stranger just stood there and took a pee.

Now only Barta stood there and he told a tale of truth,
The man you just killed was a simple servant and careless in his youth

I am the true Cain and I will treat you with care,
Most people hear the name and then they don’t dare.

The fight broke out and sparks flew from the blades,
An equal fight they thought and it could be heard en hades.

Cain was shift and cunning for sure,
But the stranger had years of training and talent so pure.

They fought for a year maybe more
There was glee in their eyes, for them this battle was no chore

At last the strange saw a flaw and swift as a lightning he killed cain the killer.
he looked at the body and said his name was Miller.

He picked up the deer and left through the door,
A man like him was never seen neither later, nor before.

Two men arrived on that day so cold,
One was scared the other quite bold.

Two ghost stayed there to repay their sins
The house was soon know as the fiercest of inns

No one dared entered that inn owned by jack,
That’s how it became known as the shrieking shack