The Wealth of Wayrest, act IV

Act IV, Scene I 
The army assembled under Eadwyre meanders through the East walls quietly.

Ead: Marithyn, do you hear chanting 
Floating slowly on this crisp air? 
Mar: Ay, as we entered I heard it 
And know now that power 
Is never relinquished, only 
Hidden for men to discover. 
Ead: The weather is very cold, 
Think you not Marithyn, very 
Interesting when you understand 
The weather of Wrothgar. 
Mar: I always construed the weather 
To be such in Rain's Hand lord. 
Ead: Ay, but to be so bitter 
To the ides of this month. 
Mar: Not yet ides my lord, still 
Two days passing, most 
Notably today of the mourned. 
Ead: Ay, did you hear of the tax 
Levied amongst the Dunmer 
For moonsugar. What do you believe? 
Mar: On moonsugar? 
Ead: Ay on moonsugar, 
On anything not so cold as these walls. 
Mar: I have no thought on such things. 
Ead: What of the road systems of Cyrodil? 
Mar: I hear a noise. 
Ead: What, what is it? 
Mar: Hold the men, hold. It is 
As a low bass horn, played to wall, 
As if the ground releases 
The slow wails of the deep sea. 
Ead: Marithyn this is mad 
Mar: No, hear 
This, and now can you hear 
The pronunciation of its thoughts 
Like a mage in meditation.

(Enter Cloaked figure hidden from Eadwyre above stage) 
A cold wind blows in these earthen walls 
That has not been seen in a king's age. 
Fig: Feel my hands, though not of flesh 
Buried in the ice you hold and know 
I have returned to you mountain 
Of the forefathers, and surge 
This fury to your halls.

(Soldiers off stage scream)

Sol: The walls they collapse 
Save us Akatosh, we knew 
Not to where we marched. 
Mar: Silence resonates from the back 
Lines my liege, we are trapped. 
Ead: Ahead lays in trap the army 
Of Wulfharth's cold fists. 
Mar: Charge you men, hold your 
Ground no more, charge 
And drive for your life 
Lays as the snows upon 
The unsteady slope.

(fight erupts)

Ead: Marithyn, this battle reaches 
Too close to our crest. 
To leave, to leave and to be 
Not in ambition in ends wall. 
Mar: We follow not in honor, 
We follow to save you king. 
(As the army retreats another avalanche crashes over the army as Marithyn and  Eadwyre are nearly struck) 
My men are trapped to the horde. 
Ead: To return is to die Marithyn 
Tar: This ice shall cast my curse 
For the ages to hold, your 
Treachery never be forgiven 
On the acts of fellow man.


Scene II 
Gothyrd sits with Lysandus in the King's library.

Lys: Eventful are these days Gothyrd, 
To be King in such strange frenzy 
Is to be desired yet anguished. 
I do not worry for you my son, 
I know one day you will 
Bring more glory than has ever 
Been wrought by those before you. 
And yet with the glory, I see no 
Mistaken ambition, I see no 
Deceit, and know you will 
Be cherished by Breton till ends. 
Goth: My lord, why do such subjects 
Arise today, it is no other 
Than those that have passed. 
Lys: My time in this realm 
Will not last forever, and when 
It is of our land I am placed, 
Know that you will receive 
My crown, my sword, and the people 
That comprise our enriched world. 
Understand the past, and know your fate. 
Goth: You are not yet old father, 
But when ends come your world 
Shall I carry to meet you. 
Lys: I must get to the business at hand. 
(exit Gothyrd) 
A pact I made, a vow and now 
I know all my days are but 
Watching the shadows for in life 
One is given the chance to choose 
His ends, and I have chosen mine. 
No swift sword will cut me down today, 
No poison in my food shall fall, 
But till all is forgot and the world 
Has balance will this crown removed.

(enter messenger) 
Mess: The army has fallen my lord, 
Skyrim now holds Wrothgar. 
Lys: Send word to Septim's watch 
To assist in the distribution 
Of correct lines of state. 
(exit messenger) 
To reign, to reign a kingdom 
To live within ones walls 
Is not to reign, but to endure.


Scene III 
In Wayrest, Eadwyre and Marithyn return to a gathered crowd.

Com1: My lord, our sons do rest in camp 
Now in a fortressed hold? 
All: Where are the men of Wayrest? 
Mar: Silence 
Ead: People of my beloved home, 
Your sons have found shelter, 
Have found war, and in war 
Their bodies lost, and to my 
Hands lays their cold blood. 
All: Souls be saved. 
Com2: How return you with out those 
We sent out in your eyes sight. 
Ead: I know not how we leave of no harm, 
But it is so, and know the scourge 
Of Skyrim has delivered their 
Ends not the hands of Eadwyre. 
All: What say you Marithyn 
Mar: My appointment to those men, 
And my punishment shall be 
Of their deaths. No ill choice 
Did my lord make, only mine 
To retreat from my post. 
For this shall I stand the heir 
Of these crimes of war. 
My duty to you my lord now ends. 
Ead: Then I release your oath, 
In hope people shall see your good. 
A mournful day it is, but 
Better shall our lands meet.


Scene IV 
Wulfharth stands by his men in the Wrothgar foothills.

Sol: Continue to Wayrest Wulfharth, 
Conquer back our land forever. 
All: Shall we destroy the city? 
Wulf: My soldiers, you have fought well 
You have gained the love of the gods, 
And their hand shall always rule 
These lands. No further shall we go 
Now, our reclaimation has be rendered, 
And our bounds have been set. 
All: But the city is undefended 
Quickly would it fall to Skyrim. 
Wulf: And so exceeded we will become, 
When then shall the army of 
Wulfharth fall, too soon. 
We stay in our lands, for the 
Pantheon has left it for us. 
No longer shall blind greed 
Rule this ancient ground, 
For nobility has returned.

(exit all, enter the cloaked figure)

Fig: So my state has been returned, 
I am reborn again, as my 
Old flesh does faint into 
Nothing but the dirt it is 
Raised from, and so shall 
Wulfharth return to this world.