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tanned song scroll
Look:	This is a Bardic scroll, enscribed with the non-magical Bard song "Nissa's Ride". It must be studied to be used. If it is being read by another, no one but that person can study it.
Weight:	5 stones
Metal:	Unknown
Appraised Cost:	312 Kronars249.6 Lirums <br />225.139 Dokoras <br />0.312 LTBpoints <br />0.312 Tickets <br />0.312 Scrips <br />
Properties:	This item is styled or has special functions for Bards.
Dimensions:	? length x ? width x ? height
Sources:	Sold by The True Bard D'Or for 375 kronars Source is True Bard D'Or

Song

You begin to sing "Nissa's Ride" by the famed bard Silvyrfrost.

"Lanival's eyes were the color of gray

Cold as the ice on the lake

Mantled he sat on his stallion Fairstorm

Knowing that much lay at stake.

"Knowing that all lay at stake.

"Mantled he sat, in a cowl of woolen silver

And stared at the lowering sky

Teiro's men lay across on Mereshadow's shore

And he knew to win, men must die.

"Knowing in war, men must die."

"Weary he played with the plans in his mind

Two years the war had gone

Weary as he were his soldiers in tow

Longing with him for spring's sun.

"Aye, longing as all for warm sun.

"When shining from the shadows on the back of a mare

Came a maiden with hair toss'd wild

Elven her features, frightened her visage

Carrying with her a bleeding child.

"Carrying a bleeding Human child."

"'Water!' cried she, leaping from her steed.

'Water and someplace inside.

This child is dying, I've no time for formalities,

And my Elven face I shall not hide.'

"'No, my hated face I cannot hide!'

"Lanival saw her to his own tent,

Saw her heal the child with her hands

Saw her bandage the wounds then turn to him

So tired she hardly could stand.

"So spent she barely could stand."

"Lanival helped her to sit in a chair,

Held a cup as instructed to her lips.

And grateful she drank, and thanked him in Common,

Then into sleep she slipped.

"Aye, deep into sleep she slipped.

"And when she's awoken she's seen the child's well

And turn'd to face Lanival once more.

'Nissa is my name,' she said to the proud one,

'Fresh coming from Teiro's own shore.

"'A place I shall go nevermore!'"

"And her tale then she told, of how Teiro's men

Captured the child and brought it to pains

And how Teiro himself brought down the whip

And Nissa at last intervened.

"Nissa had no choice but to intervene!

"'War may be war,' she said clear and sure,

'And blood may indeed be war's fee,

But children are not soldiers, save in dreams and play

And children are all the same to me.

'Whether Human or Elven they be!"

"'Lady, you are wise,' said Lanival to her,

'And the gods smile on such kindness indeed.

It can be forgotten in times such as this....

Pray, would you stay to remind me?

'I feel there is much you may teach me.'

"Nissa spake clear as ice and snow

And said to Lanival plain,

'I've secrets to tell, and I'll gladly join up,

If you promise I need not see Teiro again!

'If I do I shall be his bane!'"

"So it was that the Maiden did join with his men,

And brought Teiro to thundering shame

The battle was fast, and Lanival won

But many battles would happen again.

"But none would e'er be the same.

"For there is a new soldier who does not fight

And she rides at Lanival's side

On a mare of all white, in a cowl like the snow

And she reminds him that not all must die.

"That to fight, one must not always die."

The song falls into silence like a winter's day.