Morrowind Mod:Tamriel Rebuilt/The Wealth of Wayrest, act IV

Act IV, Scene I

The army assembled under Eadwyre meanders through the East walls quietly.

Ead: Marithyn, do you hear chanting

Floating slowly on this crisp air?

Mar: Ay, as we entered I heard it

And know now that power

Is never relinquished, only

Hidden for men to discover.

Ead: The weather is very cold,

Think you not Marithyn, very

Interesting when you understand

The weather of Wrothgar.

Mar: I always construed the weather

To be such in Rain's Hand lord.

Ead: Ay, but to be so bitter

To the ides of this month.

Mar: Not yet ides my lord, still

Two days passing, most

Notably today of the mourned.

Ead: Ay, did you hear of the tax

Levied amongst the Dunmer

For moonsugar. What do you believe?

Mar: On moonsugar?

Ead: Ay on moonsugar,

On anything not so cold as these walls.

Mar: I have no thought on such things.

Ead: What of the road systems of Cyrodil?

Mar: I hear a noise.

Ead: What, what is it?

Mar: Hold the men, hold. It is

As a low bass horn, played to wall,

As if the ground releases

The slow wails of the deep sea.

Ead: Marithyn this is mad

Mar: No, hear

This, and now can you hear

The pronunciation of its thoughts

Like a mage in meditation.

(Enter Cloaked figure hidden from Eadwyre above stage)

A cold wind blows in these earthen walls

That has not been seen in a king's age.

Fig: Feel my hands, though not of flesh

Buried in the ice you hold and know

I have returned to you mountain

Of the forefathers, and surge

This fury to your halls.

(Soldiers off stage scream)

Sol: The walls they collapse

Save us Akatosh, we knew

Not to where we marched.

Mar: Silence resonates from the back

Lines my liege, we are trapped.

Ead: Ahead lays in trap the army

Of Wulfharth's cold fists.

Mar: Charge you men, hold your

Ground no more, charge

And drive for your life

Lays as the snows upon

The unsteady slope.

(fight erupts)

Ead: Marithyn, this battle reaches

Too close to our crest.

To leave, to leave and to be

Not in ambition in ends wall.

Mar: We follow not in honor,

We follow to save you king.

(As the army retreats another avalanche crashes over the army as Marithyn and Eadwyre are nearly struck)

My men are trapped to the horde.

Ead: To return is to die Marithyn

Tar: This ice shall cast my curse

For the ages to hold, your

Treachery never be forgiven

On the acts of fellow man.

Scene II

Gothyrd sits with Lysandus in the King's library.

Lys: Eventful are these days Gothyrd,

To be King in such strange frenzy

Is to be desired yet anguished.

I do not worry for you my son,

I know one day you will

Bring more glory than has ever

Been wrought by those before you.

And yet with the glory, I see no

Mistaken ambition, I see no

Deceit, and know you will

Be cherished by Breton till ends.

Goth: My lord, why do such subjects

Arise today, it is no other

Than those that have passed.

Lys: My time in this realm

Will not last forever, and when

It is of our land I am placed,

Know that you will receive

My crown, my sword, and the people

That comprise our enriched world.

Understand the past, and know your fate.

Goth: You are not yet old father,

But when ends come your world

Shall I carry to meet you.

Lys: I must get to the business at hand.

(exit Gothyrd)

A pact I made, a vow and now

I know all my days are but

Watching the shadows for in life

One is given the chance to choose

His ends, and I have chosen mine.

No swift sword will cut me down today,

No poison in my food shall fall,

But till all is forgot and the world

Has balance will this crown removed.

(enter messenger)

Mess: The army has fallen my lord,

Skyrim now holds Wrothgar.

Lys: Send word to Septim's watch

To assist in the distribution

Of correct lines of state.

(exit messenger)

To reign, to reign a kingdom

To live within ones walls

Is not to reign, but to endure.

Scene III

In Wayrest, Eadwyre and Marithyn return to a gathered crowd.

Com1: My lord, our sons do rest in camp

Now in a fortressed hold?

All: Where are the men of Wayrest?

Mar: Silence

Ead: People of my beloved home,

Your sons have found shelter,

Have found war, and in war

Their bodies lost, and to my

Hands lays their cold blood.

All: Souls be saved.

Com2: How return you with out those

We sent out in your eyes sight.

Ead: I know not how we leave of no harm,

But it is so, and know the scourge

Of Skyrim has delivered their

Ends not the hands of Eadwyre.

All: What say you Marithyn

Mar: My appointment to those men,

And my punishment shall be

Of their deaths. No ill choice

Did my lord make, only mine

To retreat from my post.

For this shall I stand the heir

Of these crimes of war.

My duty to you my lord now ends.

Ead: Then I release your oath,

In hope people shall see your good.

A mournful day it is, but

Better shall our lands meet.

Scene IV

Wulfharth stands by his men in the Wrothgar foothills.

Sol: Continue to Wayrest Wulfharth,

Conquer back our land forever.

All: Shall we destroy the city?

Wulf: My soldiers, you have fought well

You have gained the love of the gods,

And their hand shall always rule

These lands. No further shall we go

Now, our reclaimation has be rendered,

And our bounds have been set.

All: But the city is undefended

Quickly would it fall to Skyrim.

Wulf: And so exceeded we will become,

When then shall the army of

Wulfharth fall, too soon.

We stay in our lands, for the

Pantheon has left it for us.

No longer shall blind greed

Rule this ancient ground,

For nobility has returned.

(exit all, enter the cloaked figure)

Fig: So my state has been returned,

I am reborn again, as my

Old flesh does faint into

Nothing but the dirt it is

Raised from, and so shall

Wulfharth return to this world.

THE END

Ant.: Act III

Acima: The Wealth of Wayrest

Próx.: Nenhum