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Kerowyn's Ride
(This is a duet between Kerowyn and her Grandmohter: Kethry)
Kerowyn, Kerowyn, where are you going,
Dressed in men's clothing, a sword by your side,
Your face pale as death, and your eyes full of fury,
Kerowyn, Kerowyn, where do you ride?
Last night in the darkness foul raiders attacked us-
Our hall lies in ruins below-
They've stolen our treasure, and the bride of my brother
And to her side now I must go.
Kerowyn, Kerowyn, where is your father?
Where is your brother? This fight should be theirs.
It is not seemly that maids should be warriors-
Your pride is your folly; go tend woman's cares.
This is far more than a matter of honor
And more than a matter of pride-
She's only a child, all alone, all unaided
Though foolish and reckless beside,
Still now to her aid I must ride.
Grandmother, sorceress, I need a weapon-
I'm one against many- and I am afraid-
For the bastards have bought them a full wizard's powers-
I can't hope to help her without magic aid.
Kerowyn, granddaughter, into your keeping
I give the sword I once wore
"Need" is her name, yes, and great are her powers-
She'll serve you as many before-
Though her name not be not found in men's lore.
Grandmother, grandmother, now you confuse me-
Was this a testing I got at your hand?
Whence comes this weapon of steel and of magic
And why do you put her now at my command?
Kerowyn, not for the weak or the coward
Is the path of a warrior maid.
Yes my child you have been tested- now ride with my blessing
And trust in yourself and your blade.
Ride now, and go unafraid!
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