User:Jimeee/Fiction/YsgramorDynasty20

The UESPWiki – Your source for The Elder Scrolls since 1995
Jump to: navigation, search
Book Information
YsgramorDynasty20
Up The Seventeen and One Monarchs of the Ysgramor Dynasty
Prev. The War of Succession Next None
The Seventeen and One Monarchs
of the Ysgramor Dynasty


Book XX: Epilogue: The Ballad of the Skerd
by High Chronicler Valerius of Winterhold
A history of Skyrim's early High Kings

The Ballad of the Skerd (or Skerdskvitha in old Nordic) is a First Era ode dedicated to the dynasty of Ysgramor. While it has fallen out of favor in recent centuries, in its heyday it was a popular and much loved sonnet typically recited at royal ceremonies and events.


O father Ysgramor, eternal harbinger of us all.
Avenged the fall of Saarthal when Five Hundred answered his call.


O fearsome Ylgar, with his father crossed the sea.
Led Five Hundred through the land and stayed true to the Decree.


O righteous Heimverlund, the most honorable high priest.
Betrayed by our wicked elders at the Fateful Feast.


O fearless Jafnhar, was as brave as any knight.
Martyred at the Monahven as he sought his birthright.


O glorious Valdimar, blessed scourge of dragonkind.
His prayers gave us the blessed Voice which thereafter became enshrined.


O ruthless Hjornskar, in countless battles blood was spilled.
Upon the bones of ten-thousand Orcs was mighty Solitude built.


O mighty Einarth, our kingdom's rule he did increase.
Driving back the Ashen Elves he took from them the east.


O virtuous Hrogar, sought vengeance for brother slain.
Fought long against the Brazen Beasts, westward he made his claim.


O honorable Bjarfrud, cunning warlord of the 'kreath.
Slain by the Heartland Elves, the forests became his wreath.


O beloved Vundheim, most exalted Harbinger of Whiterun.
His devotion to the people hath yet to be outdone.


O wise Valdar, honored keeper of the lore.
Jhunal-blessed and sighted-far, his deep counsel prevented war.


O mighty Haknir, stalwart defender of the realm.
Slew the traitorous dragon, from its bones he forged his helm.


O resplendent Harald, sought One Tamriel in his day.
The Exalted Crusade his issue true, indeed it paved the way.


O unworthy Hjalmer, his rule was Skyrim's bane.
By grace of Shor his brother own ended the calamitous reign.


O exalted Vrage, his mighty warhorn truly heard.
From east to west his empire stretched and brought glory to the Skerd.


O magnificent Gellir, alongside Mor he took White-Gold.
His crushing victory against Brazen Beasts must've been a sight to behold.


O bewitching Yrsa, her long life she served in full.
Grievously betrayed by her southern kin alongside the Sacred Bull.


O depraved Borgas, your name is scorned among even bards.
May Shor deny your soul to walk among true Nords in Sovengarde.