Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151201230232/@comment-5583506-20151202041612

The Khajiit joined up besides the Breton and instructed her of the chords before she nervously greeted the people sitting in the inn. They were all staring at her curiously as if they expected her to tell a nasty joke or all of a sudden vomit on the floor, as per usual in a Nordic inn.

"Hi... Uhm... Hello everybody", said Siri carefully. "This one is called Siri. And she... uhm... She has a song, yes. A song she would like to sing to you. This song she wrote as she travelled here, to this frozen land. It is both inspired by and dedicated to a very dear friend of Siri's."

She looked at Utahsi with a tender glance. "Actually he is... more than a friend to her... Ehrm... Getting off track here a bit. This song is for him..."

Siri waited until the Breton had adjusted the lute before she patiently awaited the bard to strike the first chord. Siri then began to sing. Her voice was clear, innocent, impeccable and as melodious as a flute, but there was sadness hidden deep within as she began to slowly and softly.

The first dawn of autumn, slowly rises.

Spreading vibrant colours over meadows' frost.

The leaves are falling to the ground; the storming sea of colours.

A biding darkness is yet again at this Year's gate.

The land is falling into silent slumber

Grievous are the days passing by

under clouds burdened by rain.

Icy is the froth the North wind brings.

The calls from the forest, they are calling me home.

To my kin, to the friends that I hold dear.

''Homeward; my inner whispers. ''

Home to deep valleys and leaf-filled vales.

To the paths I've always wandered

To streams that have quenched my thirst

To ponds and lakes so known to me

Where I've watched my reflection

Cooled in the night under star-filled sky.

The leaves of the ash whisper quietly

They tell of earth and worlds below

Of the mountains and never-ending forests.

They whisper of that which is my home.

''The sun settles slowly in the horizon. ''

The two worlds of twillight meet

A kingdom of dreams falls into slumber

''From the dark pool, a deep mist rises. ''

Light, as the tears of Wisps

Wanders over the black surface

''I stand here yet again. On the mountains of the North''

''Feeling the cold of the night breeze. The moon sings its full.''

''Hear my kin call. They are calling me home.''

''Never again will I leave this. My eternal home.''

My eternal home...

When Siri was done she was much to her surprise met by a standing ovation. Even the Breton bard seemed taken by her voice, and if she hadn't thought that Siri seemed pretty enough before, she sure did so by now.

Suri shrugged at the commotion with a sly smile. "Showoff."