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+ | | extra = Lord Jornibret's Last Dance<br>(Traditional) |
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+ | | skilltree = Light Armor |
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+ | | descr = Increases [[Light Armor (skill)|Light Armor skill]]<br> |
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=== Found === |
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+ | * [[Autumnwatch Tower]] |
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+ | * [[Fort Neugrad]] |
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+ | * [[Korvanjund Temple]] |
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+ | * [[Soljund's Sinkhole (location)|Soljund's Sinkhole]] |
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+ | | id = 0001b002 |
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+ | == Content == |
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+ | {{Quotation|Author unknown |
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+ | |Women's Verse I: |
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+ | :Every winter season, |
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+ | :Except for the reason |
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+ | :Of one war or another |
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+ | :(Really quite a bother), |
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+ | :The Queen of Rimmen and her consort |
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+ | :Request their vassals come and cavort. |
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+ | :On each and every ball, |
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+ | :The first man at the Hall |
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+ | :Is Lord Ogin Jornibret of Gaer, |
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+ | :The Curse of all the Maidens Fair. |
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+ | |||
+ | :Women's Refrain: |
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+ | :Oh, dear ladies, beware. |
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+ | :Dearest, dearest ladies, take care. |
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+ | :Though he's a very handsome man, |
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+ | :If you dare to take his handsome hand, |
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+ | :The nasty little spell will be cast |
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+ | :And your first dance with him will be the last. |
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+ | |||
+ | Men's Verse I: |
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+ | :At this social event |
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+ | :Everyone who went |
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+ | :Knew the bows and stances |
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+ | :And steps to all the dances. |
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+ | :The Queen of Rimmen and her consort |
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+ | :Would order a trumpet's wild report, |
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+ | :And there could be no indecision |
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+ | :As the revelers took position. |
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+ | :The first dance only ladies, separate |
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+ | :Away from such men as Lord Jornibret. |
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+ | |||
+ | Men's Refrain: |
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+ | :Oh, dear fellows, explain. |
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+ | :Brothers, can you help make it plain: |
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+ | :The man's been doing this for years, |
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+ | :Leaving maidens fair in tears |
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+ | :Before the final tune's been blast. |
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+ | :And her first dance with him will be the last. |
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+ | |||
+ | Women's Verse II: |
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+ | :Lord Ogin Jornibret of Gaer |
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+ | :Watched the ladies dance on air |
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+ | :The loveliest in the realm. |
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+ | :A fellow in a ursine-hide helm |
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+ | :Said, "The Queen of Rimmen and her consort |
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+ | :Have put together quite a sport. |
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+ | :Which lady fair do you prefer?" |
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+ | :Lord Jornibret pointed, "Her. |
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+ | :See that bosom bob and weave. |
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+ | :Well-suited for me to love and leave." |
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+ | |||
+ | Women's Refrain. |
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+ | |||
+ | Men's Verse II: |
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+ | :The man in the mask of a bear |
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+ | :Had left the Lord of Gaer |
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+ | :Before the ladies' dance was ending. |
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+ | :Then a trumpet sounded, portending |
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+ | :That the Queen of Rimmen and her consort |
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+ | :Called for the men to come to court. |
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+ | :Disdainful, passing over all the rest, |
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+ | :Ogin approached she of bobbing breast. |
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+ | :She was rejected, saved a life of woe, |
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+ | :For a new maiden as fair as snow. |
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+ | |||
+ | Men's Refrain. |
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+ | |||
+ | Women's Verse III: |
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+ | :At the first note of the band, |
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+ | :The beauty took Ogin's hand. |
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+ | :She complimented his stately carriage |
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+ | :Dancing to the tune about the marriage |
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+ | :Of the Queen of Rimmen and her consort. |
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+ | :It is very difficult indeed to comport |
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+ | :With grace, neither falling nor flailing, |
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+ | :Wearing ornate hide and leather mailing, |
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+ | :Dancing light as the sweetest of dreams |
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+ | :Without a single squeak of the seams. |
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+ | |||
+ | Women's Refrain. |
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+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | Men's Verse III: |
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+ | :The rhythms rose and fell |
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+ | :No one dancing could excel |
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+ | :With masculine grace and syncopation, |
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+ | :Lord Jornibret even drew admiration |
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+ | :From the Queen of Rimmen and her consort. |
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+ | :Like a beauteous vessel pulling into port, |
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+ | :He silently slid, belying the leather's weight. |
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+ | :She whispered girlishly, "The hour is late, |
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+ | :But I've never seen such grace in hide armor." |
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+ | :It 'twas a pity he knew he had to harm her. |
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+ | |||
+ | Men's Refrain |
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+ | |||
+ | Women's Verse IV |
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+ | :The tune beat was furious |
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+ | :He began to be curious |
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+ | :Where had the maiden been sequest'ed. |
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+ | :"Before this dance was requested |
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+ | :By the consort and his Queen of Rimmen |
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+ | :I didn't see you dance with the women." |
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+ | :"My dress was torn as I came to the dance," |
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+ | :She said smiling in a voice deep as a man's, |
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+ | :"My maids worked quickly to repair, |
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+ | :While I wore a suit of hide, a helm of a bear." |
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+ | |||
+ | Women's Refrain. |
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+ | }} |
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+ | |||
+ | [[de:Jornibrets letzter Tanz]] |
Latest revision as of 14:27, 30 June 2014
Jornibret's Last Dance | |
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Lord Jornibret's Last Dance (Traditional) | |
Type |
Book |
Skill Tree |
Light Armor |
Weight |
1 |
Base Value |
50 |
0001b002 |
Increases Light Armor skill
Found
Content[ | ]
“Women's Verse I:
- Every winter season,
- Except for the reason
- Of one war or another
- (Really quite a bother),
- The Queen of Rimmen and her consort
- Request their vassals come and cavort.
- On each and every ball,
- The first man at the Hall
- Is Lord Ogin Jornibret of Gaer,
- The Curse of all the Maidens Fair.
- Women's Refrain:
- Oh, dear ladies, beware.
- Dearest, dearest ladies, take care.
- Though he's a very handsome man,
- If you dare to take his handsome hand,
- The nasty little spell will be cast
- And your first dance with him will be the last.
Men's Verse I:
- At this social event
- Everyone who went
- Knew the bows and stances
- And steps to all the dances.
- The Queen of Rimmen and her consort
- Would order a trumpet's wild report,
- And there could be no indecision
- As the revelers took position.
- The first dance only ladies, separate
- Away from such men as Lord Jornibret.
Men's Refrain:
- Oh, dear fellows, explain.
- Brothers, can you help make it plain:
- The man's been doing this for years,
- Leaving maidens fair in tears
- Before the final tune's been blast.
- And her first dance with him will be the last.
Women's Verse II:
- Lord Ogin Jornibret of Gaer
- Watched the ladies dance on air
- The loveliest in the realm.
- A fellow in a ursine-hide helm
- Said, "The Queen of Rimmen and her consort
- Have put together quite a sport.
- Which lady fair do you prefer?"
- Lord Jornibret pointed, "Her.
- See that bosom bob and weave.
- Well-suited for me to love and leave."
Women's Refrain.
Men's Verse II:
- The man in the mask of a bear
- Had left the Lord of Gaer
- Before the ladies' dance was ending.
- Then a trumpet sounded, portending
- That the Queen of Rimmen and her consort
- Called for the men to come to court.
- Disdainful, passing over all the rest,
- Ogin approached she of bobbing breast.
- She was rejected, saved a life of woe,
- For a new maiden as fair as snow.
Men's Refrain.
Women's Verse III:
- At the first note of the band,
- The beauty took Ogin's hand.
- She complimented his stately carriage
- Dancing to the tune about the marriage
- Of the Queen of Rimmen and her consort.
- It is very difficult indeed to comport
- With grace, neither falling nor flailing,
- Wearing ornate hide and leather mailing,
- Dancing light as the sweetest of dreams
- Without a single squeak of the seams.
Women's Refrain.
Men's Verse III:
- The rhythms rose and fell
- No one dancing could excel
- With masculine grace and syncopation,
- Lord Jornibret even drew admiration
- From the Queen of Rimmen and her consort.
- Like a beauteous vessel pulling into port,
- He silently slid, belying the leather's weight.
- She whispered girlishly, "The hour is late,
- But I've never seen such grace in hide armor."
- It 'twas a pity he knew he had to harm her.
Men's Refrain
Women's Verse IV
- The tune beat was furious
- He began to be curious
- Where had the maiden been sequest'ed.
- "Before this dance was requested
- By the consort and his Queen of Rimmen
- I didn't see you dance with the women."
- "My dress was torn as I came to the dance,"
- She said smiling in a voice deep as a man's,
- "My maids worked quickly to repair,
- While I wore a suit of hide, a helm of a bear."
Women's Refrain.
— Author unknown