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Act I
Act I, Scene I
Palace watch in Wayrest, 2 guards on post, Brodyvn and Laertivus.
Brod: Who goes there?
Laer: Fallen cloud or star does blind you?
Tis I, Laertivus
Brod: Easy is this watch tonight,
First night of this still young new year.
Covert acts the foes of state
Wait still for start of warm Rain's Hand.
Only Tongues could hold such winds.
Laer: Ay, but even tongues can freeze
To iron's cold and bitter'd edge.
Silence Derek's mournful cry,
Steel cuts deep for Nordic skin,
Drive, drive and end anxious days.
(noise from the gates)
Brod: Sound?
Laer: Ay, to arms to arms!
Who goes there?
Brod: The wind defies you Laertivus
No laugh though, fear kept you alive
These youthful two and twenty years.
Laer: ‘Tis the hour that keeps my guard
Brod: What of the hour?
Past that of ghastly image.
Laer: Indeed, and now it is the day
When Pelagius visit did
Cause madness in his corpus state.
He returned to rule all men
With mind as steady still as
Sentinel sands. So Septim,
In defiance we celebrate
Ancestral folly, though we all
Receive similar effect.
Brod: Choleric is epidemic
Among those of state in these days
Without our beloved queen four years
Gone by Flower day cherished,
Charity mother of Wayrest.
Damned thieves or dark agent was he
Who raised no illicit ransom.
Stolen was our western jewel.
Laer: Never did great Azura
Craft such a pure, pristine gem.
Brod: Prince from the west visits today,
Joins in our mock ceremonies.
Laer: Lysandus' son Gothryd,
Who, friendly port commands
More men without the crown than
Cameron among his red walls.
Brod: Power in the hands whose new year
Been little more than one dozen,
Leads naive fools to massacre.
Wield the unused iron claymore,
Let it not lay among hammers
To gain wealth like Balmor brandy.
Blistering wind and endless tails
In one becomes true warrior.
(Enter two guards)
Who goes there?
1Gua: Loyal guards of Eadwyre!
Laer: Our rest has come
Uneventful be your watch.
Scene II
Wayrest Palace court, a fool sits with young princess Elysana recanting tales.
Fool: Distant wind from stranger lands,
Curved stone craft not by hands,
Burn grey fires and ashen face,
Tell the tales of Dunmer race,
Six houses stand, 4 tribes await,
For native born to enter gate.
When man believes he is god,
Dwemer thought of one Herod,
Is when the man casts his fate,
Ends his reign as man of state,
Dwarven mistake when taught is true,
The world do not mechanically view.
Ely: Why do you paint such grim paintings,
Does not the sunset in Vvardenfell
Paint coda flowers in violet shades?
Fool: Artistic dusk is lost on sullen faces,
Never had they days as sweet
As these I spend with you.
(trumpets, enter King Eadwyre with attendants and Prince Gothryd with colors and attendants)
Enter a greater festivity than that
Occuring [sic] on our joyous city streets.
Ead: Welcome here to Wayrest young Gothryd,
It is your first visit since my Carolyna
Felt our mournful tears
Through her burial ceremony.
Though the weather is unrelenting
Our celebrations bring warmth
To early Sun's Dawn.
Goth: Long days were they that brought me here
Friendly host may let me remain,
Where in discussion of our cities
We may better our land.
Ah, And for young Elysana,
An elven doll I purchased in Elsweyr.
Ely: Thank you kindly my lord.
(Enter Nurse)
Nurse: Elysana, outside of palace doors
The streets do beckon with circus delights
Masked faces of celebration come march,
Shops with items of higher rarity,
Why do you stay within pomp stone and oak
When brick and bread melt snow blanketed streets.
Ely: I follow madam
(Exeunt Nurse and Elysana)
Ead: Young Gothryd, what news dost thou
Bring from your father, King Lysandus?
Have his travels to Cyrodiil gone well?
Goth: It brings me much pride to say
King Septim has agreed to
Giving funds for High Rock's
Construction of a new fort
In the Wrothgarian Mountains
South of Shornhelm.
A city born above enemy attacks
That shall watch over our land.
Ead: Lysandus, thine words charm
Adder from bog vines to our cause.
Soon Wayrest may rise above
Cliffs on the bay,
Whose abandoned peaks did make
Our Streets a loose coin.
High Rock may now reign
On the four posts of commerce.
Goth: What of the Orsinium horde?
Ead: Perhaps nomads of skyrim,
No longer wolves of Wayrest.
Edvyne prepare the banquethall. (exit Edvyne)
Tonight we celebrate the new Wayrest.
Will you join us nephew?
Goth: To Zenithar we shall attend tonight,
Your warm fires are a welcome
Beacon from the awaken sea.
Let the night airs carry
This feast to my home.
(Enter 4 attendants)
Att 1: The hall is prepared my lord
(Exeunt all sans Attendant 4)
Att 4: Enter a cold breath cascading poison
Down this hall. The temple is silent snow
Calmed in this surging storm.
A path is made in the cliffs
For the fog foothills.
Scene III
Royal Members of Wayrest, Marithyn of Wayrest, Gothyrd and attendants, and the court fool attending banquet in the west hall.
Ead: To Lysandus
All: To Lysandus
(They drink)
Goth: To High Rock
All: To High Rock
(They drink)
(Enter the musicians)
Ead: (to Fool)What was that song you used to sing?
Fool: The lady lays among the leaves
Of ivy green as quiet hills
She sings of thread of which she weaves,
The garment's gold, her cup she fills
With merry ales from her western home
Tomorrow lives in those orchard fields,
She breaths them in with her golden robe
The lady lays apart from thieves,
Her warmth as gold in fields she sews.
Goth: A lovely song muse.
Mar: My lord, you look ill.
Ead: My temper is still Marithyn,
All continue as you were,
I am retired from this joyous
Celebration, goodnight to all.
(Exits through garden door)
Goth: (To Banthas) Did you see why Lord Eadwyre
Did change his spirits to such grey?
Bant: It seemed as though his heart
Lost all expression, his hands fell
To his sides, that is all I saw.
Goth: (To Banthas) Perhaps the song resurfaced
Long languished thoughts of loss.
Ban: Do you wish to follow lead?
Goth: Yes, the nights welcome has gone,
I shall retire till tomorrow.
(Exits through hallway entrance entrance with Banthas)
Scene IV
On catwalk bridge between mainhall and residents hall. An old bookkeeper stands against the wind facing the sea.
Book: You howl, you cry from your
Waters depth, you have risen from
Your murky cauldron and pushed
The eastbound ships west,
The westbound son North.
(Enter Banthas and Gothyrd)
Ah, here comes the flock.
Ban: Who goes there?
Book: I am Palathinian, bookkeeper
Of Castle Wayrest.
Goth: Why do you remain here in the snow?
Pala: Because I nearly froze of the
Cold draft awake indoors.
I come to warn you.
Goth: What say you old man?
Pala: Age is all I have left,
Age and this fate.
Tonight the city will burn,
And Eadwyre shall die.
Ban: Treasonous heretic, watch your drunken words.
Goth: The city is ashened with snow tonight,
Not fire tonight, you are mislead.
Pala: The city and my lord shall fall victim
And a betrayer shall send high rock into
The deep fissure of the mountains.
Goth: Who is the betrayer?
Pala: I know no more.
Goth: What leads you to this
Pala: A vessel has disembarked,
The tide sweeps it away to the isle of cybiades.
(Palathinian is taken by the sea)
Ban: This city engulfs men's souls
Often in its cloakened shadows.
Desolate as the open sea,
Carry away this too old ship
To his calmer shore.
Goth: Do you wear his warning
Loosely to be shed tonight?
Ban: Take no heed in these mad
Wails to the ocean.
(Tavern keeper below)
Keep: The tavern, it burns, the tavern.
Goth: The wind is strong,
From this spark may
Lead the flame.
Go to the king to alert
Our men of the service
That may be recalled.
Ban: Yes sire (exeunt)
Goth: Heavy burden to the
Man who holds the tide
Back with his hands.
It seems the frost
Begins, my crown shall I watch,
If night steals the king.
(Enter Banthas)
Ban: The king is gone, lost
In the haze of the city smoke.
Goth: Quench the flames with as
Many hands as we have, once
The embers are dead, prepare the
Ships for leave of this coast.
No betrayal shall strike us down.
(Exit Banthas)
Goth: Quickly the daedric fire
Looms through the streets,
Quicker than the spreading
Fog, like the sun across the sea.
(Exeunt)
Act II
Act II, Scene I
Inside the castle hall.
(Noise from outside)
Voice: The king, the king is found.
The shore has born him.
(Enter attendants and Royal Family holding Eadwyre)
Goth: Uncle, you live, how did you
Find the sea in such ends fire.
Ead: I retired to bed, and I awoke
Within walls of flame. As
I searched for exit, a figure
Appeared to me, she spoke
In an old tongue, and as
The slaps of fire nearly reached
Me, she burst into a torrent
Of water, and I flowed with
Her into the turbent sea.
Goth: Sire your town square is
Collapsed from the fires
You have risen from. But
All can be rebuilt, a tranquil
Catch you were to our
Disturbed thoughts last night.
I regret to tell you that our stay
Must now end, but thankfully not
Of a mournful day. Our ships
Shall be set and we must go.
(To Banthas)
Some foul play is still afoot,
And we must flee from its
Stone sure foot.
Ead: Your ships have been washed away,
The bay must have swallowed them
In the storm last night,
For the ports are barren today.
Goth: My lord, if that is so, our men
Shall have no other choice than to
Cross the Wrothgar gap.
Ead: My home is safe, you know
Not what you walk into. This
Land is still wilderness that
Even my men do not venture to.
Goth: We travel light and near to homeland bay,
(aside) To steer away from or fortune delay.
Ead: Then to Daggerfall you are found
Till the time of our interests waxed.
Goth: Hail High Rock
(Exit Gothyrd and Attendants)
Ead: I must ask for time with Marithyn,
There is much healing needed.
(Exit all except Eadwyre and Marithyn)
Mar: My lord, your palor and demeanor
Is not of normal structure.
(aside) Perhaps his visions were not
Of ale and grog set.
Ead: Marithyn, my closest friend, I have
More of my visions that I did not
Dispose with the court. The lady
Presented herself to me, she was
Kynareth. She warned me
Of the growing swarm of Skyrim.
She blessed me of water and
Asked of me to invade the east,
And by Akatosh I would be invincible.
Mar: Devine will do not be tampered
When did the goddess proclaim our victory?
Ead: By mid-year celebration we shall
Reign the highest rock of Tamriel.
Mar: But how my lord? Our forces
Are depleted of the Orsinium region.
Ead: We shall use the empire funds to raise
An army, and with our sister and
Cameron of the red sands we shall
March our flag into Snowhawk.
Mar: How will we convince Lysandus
To relieve funds he risked overthrow for
To join league with the sand viper?
Ead: Tonight, on his journey home, Gothyrd
Shall come upon a broken passage. He
Shall fall victim to the navigation of
The Gro-Kar Forest. To Lysandus shall
Be sent the notice of a barbarian ambush
That has stolen the prince. With much of his
Forces missing he will call upon Sentinel
For arms and will grant us of our monetary needs.
Mar: Gothyrd will find his way of the tangled
Forest, then what shall excuse us?
Ead: By then my lady's will shall be done.
And all disease is cured
In the balms of victory.
Scene II
Gothyrd's men have nearly reached the peaks mount.
Goth: Banthas, do you see the cliffs of Cauisian
There to the north, blocking the route to Skyrim.
Ban: Yes my lord, I walked the valley
Of Wrothgar in the small campaigns of Haafinheim.
Goth: Do you believe the story of the mouths?
That as the first of our kind came here,
Within that divide a thousand were killed
By the voices of 3?
Ban: I believe it, and I live to reconcile it sire.
Goth: How powerful they were,
Yet in their turbulence
No wake was left in their absence.
To where does Akatosh send such spirits?
What can be said at the death of gods?
Ban: Even these granite walls are
Faced to the wind, and one
Day shall be of a grain of sand.
Men are forgot, but tales remembered.
Tales are lost but their stones recovered.
What then of when the stones fall?
Then the truth is lost.
Goth: These stones may last until
The end still, and will tell their story.
(Enter Messenger scout)
Mess: My lord, the west walls casts
The storm's pale winter corona.
Our light shall only last
A length of one degree,
Shall we descend?
Goth: We descend tonight to reach
Our kind post of no delay.
(Exit Messenger scout)
Ban: My lord, this land will
Be no kin tonight. The guards can
Not continue this, nor can you.
Goth: A great rising of ancient air
Surfaces between the bricks of Wayrest,
Which looms over my conscious
As the shadow of these mountains
From the cold dying sun.
(Banthas falls back until he watches guard behind the soldiers.)
Ban: These times are not lost
To one who has seen so many
Of less fervor. The prince
Does not know the post to
Which he leads us, the night's
Sea will sink us to its endless depths.
Act III
Act III, Scene I
In the Northern Wilderness of the Reach the army of Wulfharth encamped east of High Rock, the army prepares for the move west, as Wulfharth and attendants
discuss.
Wulf: Gardtide has come Keltis.
We are too high to notice
Its presence, but rain's hand
Has arrived. We follow a path
To often traveled. See the footsteps
Left from the last travel of rain's hand.
Kelt: Ah, too long it has been,
The treacherous Bretons have
Lied too many times for my axe
To lay still. Their blood shall
Never reach our lands, it will
Run back to their decadent halls.
Wulf: Gather the men, we follow
The ice, and descend to Wrothgar.
(exit attendants and Keltis)
Wulf: I feel the urge you force in me.
Ysmir your will still in this realm
Will bring a glorious rebirth of
Our ancient line. You wiped
The curse from our books,
You quenched the fires of
Rebellion, and for your
Nobility you received the dagger
That fell from the elves of Wayrest
From the table of peace.
So I am, the descendant of
The new pantheon.
(exit Wulfharth)
(Enter two soldiers)
Sol1: Do you smell what the west carries?
Sol2: Ah, and I hate its roaming tongue.
Sol1: We shall meet at the walls,
Where we shall begin our
Reclamation of the lowlands.
Sol2: My ancestors held a land in
Wrothgar, in the days before
The empire.
Sol1: I've been to my ancestors hold,
Strong it was, built upon an ebony
Foundation, rich as well.
Sol2: An ebony foundation?
Sol1: Ah, they would have mined it,
But it would be a waste of the
Beautiful countryside.
Sol2: Ebony foundation, I've never
Heard of such a thing.
Sol1: It is true, a grand manor
Within its halls. All the
Spoils of the harvest, and
Meat, delicious meats from
All of Tamriel were delivered daily.
Sol2: Well where is this grand hall
Of emperors.
Sol1: Why do you care?
You wouldn't be allowed in
The way you look. No one
Speaks of it anymore, the
Bretons grew tired of failed
Invasions, so it was left untouched
In the middle of High Rock.
Sol2: Well we shall see it when we
March to Wayrest then, and
Your kin will give us stay.
Sol1: They would, had it not been
For the fire of last summer,
Such a waste. Barely recognizable
Now from the mountain side,
Too hard to find now.
Sol2: Oh such a shame, I would have
Liked to try a feast from Hammerfell.
And all that ebony, I could be
Richer than all the line of Septim.
(Keltis falls back to the two soldiers)
Kelt: There is no ebony in Wrothgar.
Now shut your ramblings.
(exit Keltis to the front lines)
Sol1: It was a unique deposit.
(exit all)
Scene II
In Wayrest, the army of Camoran led by Tarinketh meets with Eadwyre to plan the march into Skyrim.
(Enter Tarinketh and soldiers into the hall of Wayrest)
Ead: (to Merithyn) He brings his men into my hall,
Such insolence these forked-tongues
Have never shown, hold yourself.
(to all) Welcome Tarinketh, the
Second new moon expect you, the half
Crescent greets you tonight.
Tar: Your waters are cold and your
Winds still as a cavern's depths,
Insult my men no more with
The schedules of short-sighted men.
Mar: A grand hall you stand in Tarinketh,
Not made of the glorious mud you praise.
Ead: Ease good men, we are all allies
Of the bay, let no unrest of days
Detached pull us under the surface.
Tar: Calm men.
Ead: In your absence the Western
Forces have entered the Wrothgar highlands.
The horde is close to the walls they say.
Mar: We must leave tonight, or the land
Shall push them upon us.
Tar: Then by this crescent we shall
Move tonight, fire and dust
Burn the eyes of the Nords.
(exit all)
Scene III
In the Wrothgar Highlands the army of Daggerfall led by Fatian camps in by a glacial melt stream.
Fat: See these cliffs alive now Benowyn?
Ben: Ay, thankfully Akatosh does not
Send us into the fangs of winter,
Like the ill-fated son, Gothyrd.
Fat: In the new moist ground you can see
The path of a wandering mountain bear,
Who stayed at this tree, for it's
Sweet reward, and caught a slaughterfish
In the fast receding ice. His spoils
And his survival exists upon this spot,
Where his memories can not surpass.
The next wet season shall
Unroot his forest disturbed.
Ben: So shall we have passage
For the brute imperial city.
Fat: No son of Daggerfall ventures
To the stones torn from
Walls of the old kings.
Ben: Who then travels the new road?
Fat: Those of the Eastern rock.
(enter soldier)
Sol: Eadwyre approaches with the hands
Of Hammerfell by his guard.
Fat: Welcome my lord to our mountain
Post of rain's hand, and to you
Tarinketh, my claymore's edge
Draws no longer lines in your sand.
Ead: A sedation of the Iliac comes
To these times so serene.
What news from the East Ridge.
Fat: A smoke rose two nights past,
From the Virstaag Valley.
That would lead them to the mount
In one night's passing.
Ead: Cursed sand sloth's you have lost
Our iron defense with your pace.
Tar: Sentinel shall take this no longer,
Your words are like swords
Drawn, a point not lost.
Fat: Enter men, this chaos shall
Not go unguarded.
(A raucous occurs, Enter Marithyn)
Mar: Halt you of darkened swords,
Calm your words before the
Hills themselves crush our campaign.
Ben: Ah, your traitor blade has cut
Me deep Tarinketh.
Fat: You fools
Of little control, do you wish
A mountain grave upon us all
With your civil disruption.
Ead: Skyrim shall have no need
To rush our path, if arms
Between us allies forms.
Fat: Benowyn, your wounds do not
Pull you into these ancient grounds.
To the healer go now,
And worry not of these trials
Of politics gone astray.
(exit Benowyn)
Tonight we rest, and no more
Shall past troubles raise
Our blood to boil in these
Times so tested.
Ead: Ay
Tar: To my men I attend.
(exit all sans Fatian)
Fat: How can a group of so
Troubled past pull for
This common cause tonight,
When generations do create
Such standard thought of nature.
(enter messenger)
What news bring you of the west.
Mess: The son of Daggerfall has returned,
And disturbing news does he bear.
Fat: News of his capture?
Mess: No capture
Did occur, sent out from Wayrest
On fire and prophet word,
His wayward journey did send
Him into the Wrothgar gap,
Where the winters fury blind
His path, and so a camp was made
In ancient caves until First Seed
Sprout him into our homeland.
Fat: In Wayrest his stay was not held?
Mess: In Wayrest an old prophet spoke
Telling of the betrayal of our
Campaign, and death upon
Lord Eadwyre upon the betrayer.
Fat: Lord Eadwyre is alive still though.
Mess: Though Gothryd believes not
Upon his own will does he stay.
Fat: A strange fog melts along
This foothill these days.
Return to Daggerfall, the
Message of our caution.
Mess: Ay sir.
Fat: Of what reason
Then be we here. Eadwyre
Did not speak of this fate
And escape of Gothyrd.
Why a scapegoat of Skyrim
Is made of the weary retreat.
(enter Benowyn)
Your wounds are addressed?
Ben: Yes my liege.
Fat: Then know those
Of our walls are not.
I sense the workings of this
Sister state be not of those
Addressed to us here.
Too easy this lord made it
To join with bay reflection.
His temper seems like
Fury of late, not the mourning
And humble Eadwyre known.
Ben: Ay, to choleric fell Wayrest.
Fat: If these from pits arise,
Then so will Daggerfall
Leave its in warrant post.
(exit all)
Scene IV
Within the tent of Eadwyre.
Mar: The nords will tear apart
These men who watch only
Their own hide in defense.
Ead: It shall not be so Marithyn,
Divinity is a power unseen
To those blind with rage.
My lady shall raise this army
To the heights and give
Each man the strength
To defeat an army.
Mar: I stand by your words.
Ead: Leave me to consult
My thoughts must be clear.
(exit Marithyn)
In this silence one finds
The connection between acts
And the benefits received.
(enter a dark cloaked figure)
Fig: Rise Eadwyre, your fate
Upon words does not
Only balance in rest.
This news you need for
Your men to be victorious,
The Nords come across the
East wall and not through.
Enter your men here
And reign over Highrock.
Ead: Will this path not leave us
Open for massacre in lines?
Fig: You will follow this path
And you will reign king.
(exit figure)
Ead: I dare not speak my thought
In the presence of such power,
Though the plan is very off.
Last passing of Bretony through
The walls left none alive,
But my fate is caught
As light in the dark pit.
We will enter, and King I shall be.
Scene V
At the Nord camp Wulfharth sharpens his sword in solace.
Wulf: We are bound together now,
I forged you from the depths
Of the ores for your purpose,
And be sheathed forever
When the will be met.
(Enter dark cloaked figure)
Fig: You call upon that which
Has left this realm
Young Ysmir, you struggle
And force your voice to
Carry on the wars of the elders.
Wulf: I must, for my soul shall
Never see peace ‘til that day.
Fig: You do not know days, you
Could not, you have not seen
So many as the telvani wizards
Who know the grand scheme
Of this world, you could not know
Of the daedric world, and the
Power concealed in its ancient
Depths. Death is not what it seems.
Wulf: What do you know of these trials,
If to me you still address.
Fig: Insolence, the world is a fire
That I feed with embers and
You'd question my knowledge,
You bring shame to your house
That you fight to immortalize,
When your house has been
A stone pillar for all time.
Wulf: I plea with you, your words
Now strike like the fires
Of Dagoth Ur, I know to fear
You now king of this world.
Fig: The fools bicker between
Themselves, and know not
That as they enter the walls
Tomorrow, you shall run
Their blood as a river
To the treacherous Wayrest walls.
Wulf: Ysmir, your will is my life.
Act IV
Act IV, Scene I
The army assembled under Eadwyre meanders through the East walls quietly.
Ead: Marithyn, do you hear chanting
Floating slowly on this crisp air?
Mar: Ay, as we entered I heard it
And know now that power
Is never relinquished, only
Hidden for men to discover.
Ead: The weather is very cold,
Think you not Marithyn, very
Interesting when you understand
The weather of Wrothgar.
Mar: I always construed the weather
To be such in Rain's Hand lord.
Ead: Ay, but to be so bitter
To the ides of this month.
Mar: Not yet ides my lord, still
Two days passing, most
Notably today of the mourned.
Ead: Ay, did you hear of the tax
Levied amongst the Dunmer
For moonsugar. What do you believe?
Mar: On moonsugar?
Ead: Ay on moonsugar,
On anything not so cold as these walls.
Mar: I have no thought on such things.
Ead: What of the road systems of Cyrodil?
Mar: I hear a noise.
Ead: What, what is it?
Mar: Hold the men, hold. It is
As a low bass horn, played to wall,
As if the ground releases
The slow wails of the deep sea.
Ead: Marithyn this is mad
Mar: No, hear
This, and now can you hear
The pronunciation of its thoughts
Like a mage in meditation.
(Enter Cloaked figure hidden from Eadwyre above stage)
A cold wind blows in these earthen walls
That has not been seen in a king's age.
Fig: Feel my hands, though not of flesh
Buried in the ice you hold and know
I have returned to you mountain
Of the forefathers, and surge
This fury to your halls.
(Soldiers off stage scream)
Sol: The walls they collapse
Save us Akatosh, we knew
Not to where we marched.
Mar: Silence resonates from the back
Lines my liege, we are trapped.
Ead: Ahead lays in trap the army
Of Wulfharth's cold fists.
Mar: Charge you men, hold your
Ground no more, charge
And drive for your life
Lays as the snows upon
The unsteady slope.
(fight erupts)
Ead: Marithyn, this battle reaches
Too close to our crest.
To leave, to leave and to be
Not in ambition in ends wall.
Mar: We follow not in honor,
We follow to save you king.
(As the army retreats another avalanche crashes over the army as Marithyn and Eadwyre are nearly struck)
My men are trapped to the horde.
Ead: To return is to die Marithyn
Tar: This ice shall cast my curse
For the ages to hold, your
Treachery never be forgiven
On the acts of fellow man.
Scene II
Gothyrd sits with Lysandus in the King's library.
Lys: Eventful are these days Gothyrd,
To be King in such strange frenzy
Is to be desired yet anguished.
I do not worry for you my son,
I know one day you will
Bring more glory than has ever
Been wrought by those before you.
And yet with the glory, I see no
Mistaken ambition, I see no
Deceit, and know you will
Be cherished by Breton till ends.
Goth: My lord, why do such subjects
Arise today, it is no other
Than those that have passed.
Lys: My time in this realm
Will not last forever, and when
It is of our land I am placed,
Know that you will receive
My crown, my sword, and the people
That comprise our enriched world.
Understand the past, and know your fate.
Goth: You are not yet old father,
But when ends come your world
Shall I carry to meet you.
Lys: I must get to the business at hand.
(exit Gothyrd)
A pact I made, a vow and now
I know all my days are but
Watching the shadows for in life
One is given the chance to choose
His ends, and I have chosen mine.
No swift sword will cut me down today,
No poison in my food shall fall,
But till all is forgot and the world
Has balance will this crown removed.
(enter messenger)
Mess: The army has fallen my lord,
Skyrim now holds Wrothgar.
Lys: Send word to Septim's watch
To assist in the distribution
Of correct lines of state.
(exit messenger)
To reign, to reign a kingdom
To live within ones walls
Is not to reign, but to endure.
Scene III
In Wayrest, Eadwyre and Marithyn return to a gathered crowd.
Com1: My lord, our sons do rest in camp
Now in a fortressed hold?
All: Where are the men of Wayrest?
Mar: Silence
Ead: People of my beloved home,
Your sons have found shelter,
Have found war, and in war
Their bodies lost, and to my
Hands lays their cold blood.
All: Souls be saved.
Com2: How return you with out those
We sent out in your eyes sight.
Ead: I know not how we leave of no harm,
But it is so, and know the scourge
Of Skyrim has delivered their
Ends not the hands of Eadwyre.
All: What say you Marithyn
Mar: My appointment to those men,
And my punishment shall be
Of their deaths. No ill choice
Did my lord make, only mine
To retreat from my post.
For this shall I stand the heir
Of these crimes of war.
My duty to you my lord now ends.
Ead: Then I release your oath,
In hope people shall see your good.
A mournful day it is, but
Better shall our lands meet.
Scene IV
Wulfharth stands by his men in the Wrothgar foothills.
Sol: Continue to Wayrest Wulfharth,
Conquer back our land forever.
All: Shall we destroy the city?
Wulf: My soldiers, you have fought well
You have gained the love of the gods,
And their hand shall always rule
These lands. No further shall we go
Now, our reclaimation has be rendered,
And our bounds have been set.
All: But the city is undefended
Quickly would it fall to Skyrim.
Wulf: And so exceeded we will become,
When then shall the army of
Wulfharth fall, too soon.
We stay in our lands, for the
Pantheon has left it for us.
No longer shall blind greed
Rule this ancient ground,
For nobility has returned.
(exit all, enter the cloaked figure)
Fig: So my state has been returned,
I am reborn again, as my
Old flesh does faint into
Nothing but the dirt it is
Raised from, and so shall
Wulfharth return to this world.
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