Warning

 Following the Wayateth’s example, and after hearing Panethai's song, Ineia considered learning a poem of some sort in Old Traien, with some jumbled thoughts that maybe if it was BOTH a creation song AND a warning it would do double duty and help Find The Traitors And Warn Everyone Else. Idea was discarded for various reasons, but the poem remains 
(Ineia #6)

Nankenala Maker True
Made seven verdant hills
Where every good thing grew
And every joy fulfills

By his mighty hand
He fashioned them with care
The beauty of the land
Was innocent and fair

But then they were betrayed
Yalethkarr first of all
Of the seven hills of jade
She was the first to fall

Oh Lanenkarr–your gate!!
By treachery is open!
Before it is too late, 
Beware–your friend is foeman!

And other cities fair
Look deep into your heart
Hidden darkness is found there
Root out every part

Kiethlekarr alone is true
No traitors in her midst
She takes the longest to subdue
By Orkon’s deadly fist.