Item:Gold-ribboned parchment song scroll

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gold-ribboned parchment song scroll
Look:	This is a Bardic scroll, enscribed with the non-magical Bard song "In Muspar'i". 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:	375 Kronars300 Lirums <br />270.6 Dokoras <br />0.375 LTBpoints <br />0.375 Tickets <br />0.375 Scrips <br />
Properties:	This item is styled or has special functions for Bards.
Dimensions:	? length x ? width x ? height
Sources:	Source is Songs of the Sands

Song

You announce in a ringing voice, "I will now sing the song 'In Muspar'i, a tale of the desert city by Gulliver VonDeverone."

"I heard the yeehars groaning

In the desert, in Muspar'i.

I clung to the barge's cargo deck

As Sand Elves steered the bawling beasts

Toward an ever-growing golden speck:

The sun egg, shimmering in the heat."

"I sat beside the hhr'pao tiles

In the morning, in Muspar'i.

I watched the kneaders shape the dough

And saw the hot sun brown the crust

As it baked outside. I let the sere winds blow

And ate the bread, still warm, amid swirling dust."

"I haggled for the hhyssk'et

In the market, in Muspar'i.

I peeled the bitter fire fruit

And burned my tongue on its scarlet skin,

Then gulped and gulped down cold lime juice

And craved the fire yet again."

"I knelt and honored the cobra

In the temple, in Muspar'i.

I learned to pray in jet and jasper,

Opals and rubies, Hav'roth's demands.

And when I hadn't a pebble to offer,

The stone-god heard my prayers in sand."

"I snapped my heart on the sitar strings

In the theater, in Muspar'i.

I fumbled awkwardly through the notes

And, convinced of my skill, made a braggart's claim,

But as Dhralduum strummed, I dropped my boast,

And gasped and bowed my head in shame."

"I read parody and poetry

In the plaza, in Muspar'i.

I stood at S'zella's statue's feet,

Awed by his wisdom and his wit,

Grieving his death. I cursed Dzree

And shed dry tears of grit."

"I whispered my dreams to wish eggs

In the sun city, in Muspar'i.

I wished for a life that's fierce and free,

For good food, faith, and rhapsody

And I found it all awaiting me

In my memory, in Muspar'i."

You let the song fall into silence.