Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20180430230012/@comment-24123288-20180508164534

Kyris rolled her eyes. Having lived in Skyrim for some time, she began to sing the proper words.

''"Oh, there once was a hero named Ragnar the Red Who came riding to Whiterun from ole Rorikstead

And the braggart did swagger and brandish his blade As he told of bold battles and gold he had made

But then he went quiet, did Ragnar the Red When he met the shieldmaiden, Matilda, who said:

"Oh you talk, and you lie, and you drink all our mead Now I think it's high time that you lie down and bleed"

And so then came clashing and slashing of steel As the brave lass Matilda charged in full of zeal

And the braggart named Ragnar was boastful no more When his ugly red head rolled around on the floor"''

She had a surprisingly good singing voice that calmed the soul, and made one stop and think, even if she believed this wouldn't do a thing.