You are done with the chant.
You sing: 'In the Shadows cast down by the moon, a certain Elven lord he
strolls among the common folk, cloaked and hidden from recognition. The 
    dark streets of the Keep of Shadows, vehement Inns, dancing women
appeasing patrons.. A vigorous gleam in his eye, a nod of knowledge and 
    satisfaction; dreams slowly fulfilled as the notes of time pass,
participating and watching the twists of life, Lord Shadowstring, the artful 
    archwizard, grant us a fragment of chance.' (arches favour)
You learn the song by heart.
You feel optimistic about your near future!