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		<title>Cordir: Created page with &quot;&lt;pre&gt; Tokugawa gossips, 'everyone make yourself comfortable. And when ready, Cicero, you may begin.'.  Tokugawa chuckles, evidently amused.  You chuckle.  You say (in common),...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;&amp;lt;pre&amp;gt; Tokugawa gossips, &amp;#039;everyone make yourself comfortable. And when ready, Cicero, you may begin.&amp;#039;.  Tokugawa chuckles, evidently amused.  You chuckle.  You say (in common),...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;pre&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Tokugawa gossips, 'everyone make yourself comfortable. And when ready, Cicero, you may begin.'.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tokugawa chuckles, evidently amused.&lt;br /&gt;
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You chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'well then, I shall get started'.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'not long ago, a few folks had the nerve to poke fun at my peoples camp here in the north'.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'calling it a &amp;quot;shanty&amp;quot; if I remember correctly'.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'so, I prepared this performance to teach them a thing or two'.&lt;br /&gt;
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You grin happily.&lt;br /&gt;
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Malgrunt grunts something incomprehensible.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nur giggles.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cicero slowly advances towards the stage, pausing at it's center.&lt;br /&gt;
Cicero bends a keen, spreading his arms and lowering his head in a deep bow.&lt;br /&gt;
Cicero rises slowly.&lt;br /&gt;
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You smile happily.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'Welcome one and all. I thank you for attending!'.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'On this day, I shall share with you a tale of my people!'.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'Handed down to my Grandfather by his Greatfather before him!'.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'Lend me your ears, and I shall return the payment in full!'.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cicero begins raising his right arm slowly...directing his gaze at the audience.&lt;br /&gt;
Cicero grins...and with a flourish of his cloak, produces a small silver lyre!&lt;br /&gt;
Cicero plucks at the lyre in a few, deliberate notes before nodding in satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;
Cicero pauses for a several long moments, closes his eyes, then begins.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'With spears in hand, And belt-worn knives'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'Shrouded by night, And strange beast hides'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'Their blades were wrought, For blood they sought'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'Both men and women, Would lose their lives'.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'They led their clan, Across the plain'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'As thunder spoke, Of crimson rain'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'All stepping light, Through silent night'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'No one would know, Until they came.'.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'They topped the hill, Without a sound'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'Standing silent, Above the town'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'Their banners raised, In great displays'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'Their battle cries, Then shook the ground'.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'The people woke, To hear their songs'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'As watchmen pounded, On silver gongs'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'The archer's slaves, Struck down in waves'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'This mighty tribe, Was vast and strong'.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'Fathers rushed, To hold the walls'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'As mothers rushed, To children's calls'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'And then they came, To lay their claim'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'The clash of steel, Was heard by all'.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'The store rooms lay, Where they had burned'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'Their casks of wealth, Of no concern'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'The streets lay still, Where blood had spilled'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'A terrible lesson, Had been learned'.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'The survivors gathered, What they could'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'And headed deep, Into the wood'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'They were found then, These elvish men'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'The sons of Lloth, Did what they could'.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'The gave them land, And new supplies'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'They taught them war, To defend their lives'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'They built their camp, By elvish lamp'.&lt;br /&gt;
You say (in common), 'And a mighty nation, Began to rise'.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cicero stands in complete stillness as the sounds of his chords fade into silence.&lt;br /&gt;
Cicero opens his eyes, spreads his arms and bends a knee in a deep, formal bow.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'It is lost in the histories as to who it was that first drove my people from their land!'.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'Some say it was a tribe of Ogres, whose decendants still live south of the Western Forests'.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'Others claim it was a band of marauding pirates, come from across to Maelmordian Seas'.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'Perhaps some clue lies out in one of these places, waiting to be discovered!'.&lt;br /&gt;
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You bow deeply.&lt;br /&gt;
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You say (in common), 'Ladies and Gentlemen. I thank you for your attention'.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/pre&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:Bardic]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Logs]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Cordir</name></author>
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