Tamriel Data:The Wealth of Wayrest, act IV
 The Wealth of Wayrest, act IV |
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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.
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