Item:Wine-stained parchment scroll
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| wine-stained parchment scroll | |
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| Look: | This is a Bardic scroll, enscribed with the non-magical Bard song "To Catch a Thief". 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: | 1,875 Kronars1,500 Lirums <br />1,353 Dokoras <br />1.875 LTBpoints <br />1.875 Tickets <br />1.875 Scrips <br /> |
| Properties: |
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| Dimensions: | 2 length x 1 width x 1 height |
| Sources: | Source is Drones and Drums |
Song
'To Catch a Thief' is a tale of Damaris by Shavay Silvamon
- "As Kertigen was crafting, preparing for a faire,
- Damaris from the shadows watched, upon the gold he'd stare.
- Then the caravan embarked upon the fest'val road.
- From the shadows a Panther struck and seized the Raven's gold."
- "To the Lion did Kertigen appeal, 'Stop this thief, I pray!
- He steals gold, he steals goods, where will his hand not stray?'
- Chadatru promises justice swift and stalks off into the night,
- While star-strewn hair chuckles in the shadows out of sight."
- "To Hodierna did Kertigen rant, complaining of his loss.
- 'Just make more, my Raven dear. What was taken is but dross.'
- 'The Panther is a menace, he e'en robs some of their life.
- He will be stopped, I swear it,' said the Raven to his wife."
- "It takes money to make money,
- It takes love to foster love.
- It takes a thief to catch a thief,
- E'en from the stars above."
- "To the Heron and the Goshawk, Kertigen pled his case.
- 'What's in it for us?' they asked him, greed written upon each face.
- 'Justice,' replied Kertigen, hope built within his voice.
- And it crashed down about his ears as away walked his last choice."
- "Returning to his workshop then, he created yet again.
- Making toys of beauty great, and an instrument for the Wren.
- And as nighttime drew its cloak, and the dark'ning shadows laughed,
- Damaris hummed to himself, planning on how to work his craft."
- "It takes money to make money,
- It takes love to foster love.
- It takes a trap to catch a thief,
- E'en from the stars above."
- "Midnight approached, Midwinter's Eve, and the Raven took his wares
- Traveling swiftly house to house, instead of selling at faires.
- 'Curious,' the Panther thought, 'But more practice for my skills.
- As cat-burglar instead of highwayman, I'll avoid more of Winter's chills.'"
- "After Kertigen would leave each home and hurry on to the next,
- Shadows would drift quietly inside, disturbing not a single rest.
- The toys that had been crafted, so beautiful to behold,
- Were collected by the Panther then, to add to his piles of gold."
- "It takes money to make money,
- It takes love to foster love.
- It takes all night to catch a thief
- Come from the stars above."
- "The night grew old, daylight approached. The Raven had returned home.
- Damaris was stealing a carved raccoon from a tiny little Gnome.
- Then the Gnome-child did awake, and saw before her eyes
- A big black cat with a wooden toy - what a beautiful surprise!"
- "The Panther snarls, prepared to kill, or at least severely maul...
- When, unafraid the Gnome hugs him, and thanks him for the doll.
- She kisses him on the nose, startling him the more.
- At a loss for what else to do, he walks right out the door."
- "It takes money to make money,
- It takes love to foster love.
- It takes a child to catch the Thief
- Come from the stars above."
- "Damaris returned to each house, with all the stolen toys,
- And looked again at the children, the sleeping girls and boys.
- Thinking of the little Gnome, he replaces all he stole,
- Kissing each child on the cheek, whispering, 'Be safe, I'll keep ye whole.'"
- "The Raven, Lion, and Unicorn watch the Panther from afar,
- And witness these acts of redemption under the light of fading stars.
- 'Justice,' quoth Chadatru. Kertigen argues, 'But my costs were well above--'
- 'Hush,' says Hodierna. 'He has proven himself with Love.'"
- "Damaris shall guard the children, and keep them safe and dear.
- His hand shall not be raised to them - of the Panther they will not fear.
- But guard ye your pockets well, for your gold is still his to share.
- You're just holding it for the Shadow with the star-strewn night-black hair."
You hold the last note for a moment, then let it die away.