 The Ballad of Brisbor Battle-Axe (verse six) |
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| ID | 4597 | ||
| See Also | Lore version | ||
| Collection | Clockwork Mnemonix | ||
| Needed for | Lost in the Gloam | ||
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The Ballad of Brisbor Battle-Axe (verse six)
One verse in a ballad about a warrior
Brisbor's passions burned, a conflagration of forbidden desire,
Given cruel voice by the charred flesh of his enemies,
Death sang out its mournful dirge, and ripped the souls asunder.