Item:Sturdy song scroll

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sturdy song scroll
Look: This is a Bardic scroll, enscribed with the non-magical Bard song "Valor Song". 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 />
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Sources: Sold by Barley Bulrush's Bardic Ballads for 375 Kronars
Source is Barley Bulrush's Bardic Ballads

Song

You begin to sing "Valor Song", by Anvar Taleweaver.

"Who was it fought for Keirnion?
Your fathers, lads, your sires!
Who marched to war behind Kanton?
Your fathers' fathers' sires!
"They answered Elvish first war-call;
They fought with Humans, risking all;
And now they feast in Memory's Hall
"Your fathers' fathers' sires!"
"Who now shall stand against the foe?
'Tis you, my lads, 'tis you!
Who fights to end the reign of Woe?
You do, my lads, you do!
"Who out of love and friendship true
Now fights with both Mind and Thew?
And who shall have such fame as you?
"None shall, my lads, none shall!"
"Yet even in Hope's bright hour
Men may turn towards the power
That seeks to rule by fear and pain;
But steadfast you shall remain!
Or tell the sons you robbed of worth
That you helped bring them Death on earth!
"Your daughters, lads, your sons!"
"Who now shall fight for friend and love?
You will, my lads, you will!
Whose child will praise thy siring blood?
Yours shall, good men, yours shall!
"If you now raise up your swords
With Mind beat back their vile hordes
Then you shall live on Memory's swards!
"Fight for your home, lads, FIGHT!"