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{{Item
{{Item
|name=A grey prayer parchment
|look=A dark silvery web is imprinted into the parchment. Bold images of a glossy black spider, a soaring dove, and a watching cat are painted across the bottom below the inscribed prayer.
|noun=parchment
|noun=parchment
|look=A dark silvery web is imprinted into the parchment. Bold images of a glossy black spider, a soaring dove, and a watching cat are painted across the bottom below the inscribed prayer.
|type=cleric style
|MTag=parchment
|STag=web,spider,dove,cat,tamsine,albreda,harawep
|verby=No
|atmos=No
|gtype=cleric
|weight=5
|weight=5
|appcost=6,250
|appcost=6,250
|enchanted=No
|traderapp=no
|sourcetype=sold by
|sourcetype=-
|itype=prayer parchment
|source=Nakuge's Scriptorium
|fname=No
|cost=6,500 Lirums
}}
}}
==Verbs==
{{com|read}}:<br />
* {{com|read}}: To read the prayer to yourself quietly.
-We Honor Her Faces-<br />
* {{com|invoke}}: To recite the prayer out loud.
:by Jigda Taffelberry<br />

<br />
==Prayer==
We honor the hearth-mother, warming, protecting<br />
-We Honor Her Faces-
A fire stoked high on a cool autumn night.<br />
:by [[Jigda]] Taffelberry
We hold to her skirts, we seek out her favor,<br />
We honor her faces, the dark and the light.<br />
We honor the hearth-mother, warming, protecting
<br />
A fire stoked high on a cool autumn night.
First Harawep, web-weaver, tale-spinner, line-walker<br />
We hold to her skirts, we seek out her favor,
Building her home, tending her net.<br />
We honor her faces, the dark and the light.
Plucking her threads like a silken harp,<br />
A sensuous tune, a trap to be set.<br />
First Harawep, web-weaver, tale-spinner, line-walker
<br />
Building her home, tending her net.
She wraps her prey in a gossamer womb.<br />
Plucking her threads like a silken harp,
With the gentlest kiss, our pain is gone.<br />
A sensuous tune, a trap to be set.
We walk her web to the Starry Road,<br />
We wander the path, but never alone.<br />
She wraps her prey in a gossamer womb.
<br />
With the gentlest kiss, our pain is gone.
Then Albreda, soul-singer, pain-taker, peace-bringer,<br />
We walk her web to the Starry Road,
Flying ahead on the wings of a dove<br />
We wander the path, but never alone.
Guides us, patiently, steadily, joyfully,<br />
Leading us home, with hope and with love.<br />
Then Albreda, soul-singer, pain-taker, peace-bringer,
<br />
Flying ahead on the wings of a dove
As Harawep binds us, rest safe in the knowledge<br />
Guides us, patiently, steadily, joyfully,
Albreda arrives to set things right.<br />
Leading us home, with hope and with love.
Tamsine, the hearth-mother, knows our patience.<br />
We honor her faces, the dark and the light.
As Harawep binds us, rest safe in the knowledge
Albreda arrives to set things right.
Tamsine, the hearth-mother, knows our patience.
We honor her faces, the dark and the light.
{{Cat|Prayer Parchments}}

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grey prayer parchment
Look: A dark silvery web is imprinted into the parchment. Bold images of a glossy black spider, a soaring dove, and a watching cat are painted across the bottom below the inscribed prayer.
Weight: 5 stones
Metal: Unknown
Appraised Cost: 6,250 Kronars5,000 Lirums <br />4,510 Dokoras <br />6.25 LTBpoints <br />6.25 Tickets <br />6.25 Scrips <br />
Properties:
  • This item is styled or has special functions for Clerics.
Dimensions: ? length x ? width x ? height
Sources: Source is Nakuge's Scriptorium, Gadelica's Riches for the Reverent (2)

Verbs

  • READ: To read the prayer to yourself quietly.
  • INVOKE: To recite the prayer out loud.

Prayer

-We Honor Her Faces-
:by Jigda Taffelberry

We honor the hearth-mother, warming, protecting
A fire stoked high on a cool autumn night.
We hold to her skirts, we seek out her favor,
We honor her faces, the dark and the light.

First Harawep, web-weaver, tale-spinner, line-walker
Building her home, tending her net.
Plucking her threads like a silken harp,
A sensuous tune, a trap to be set.

She wraps her prey in a gossamer womb.
With the gentlest kiss, our pain is gone.
We walk her web to the Starry Road,
We wander the path, but never alone.

Then Albreda, soul-singer, pain-taker, peace-bringer,
Flying ahead on the wings of a dove
Guides us, patiently, steadily, joyfully,
Leading us home, with hope and with love.

As Harawep binds us, rest safe in the knowledge
Albreda arrives to set things right.
Tamsine, the hearth-mother, knows our patience.
We honor her faces, the dark and the light.