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Sir Tiberan and the Woman Dun

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Sir Tiberan and the Woman Dun, or simply called Sir Tiberan, is an old Highlander folk song from the early 1000s AH, where a knight is proposed to by an Adunian enchantress but ultimately refuses her because of her blood and beliefs. She offers him numerous gifts (reflecting the wishes of the Four Brothers to Iblees), though none entice him to abandon his faith. The main character is Sir Ulric Tiberan, a Haeseni folk-hero, though other versions can name different individuals (namely the old Raevir heroes Ljudimir ve Soivetsk or Bionn Lendus).

 

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SIR TIBERAN AND THE WOMAN DUN

 

[Narrator:]

In the mountains and forests of Dun and man

Where the spirits magick remained strong

Sarai’s ilk saw upon the handsome caravan

And wanted him in time lifelong

 

In the dead of night she appeared to him

Clad in dress and hair aflowered

Her voice so sweet in ancient hymn

And she spoke in words softly-heard

 

[Enchantress:]

Sir Tiberan, Sir Tiberan, will thou make your wife?

For that, I offer thee love for life

You may only answer ai or nie,

If thou wish to or nie

 

To you I wish to give children of longevity

Who live and never feel the wail of age

And they will fill the great halls and cities

With any pain of theirs assuaged

 

Sir Tiberan, Sir Tiberan, will thou make your wife?

For that, I offer thee love for life

You may only answer ai or nie,

If thou wish to or nie

 

To you I wish to give the treasures of the world

That rival even the mines of any dwed

And great silks and rugs unfurled

Enshrined by gold and silver-laded

 

Sir Tiberan, Sir Tiberan, will thou make your wife?

For that, I offer thee love for life

You may only answer ai or nie,

If thou wish to or nie

 

To you I wish to give armor uncracked

Able to hold even the ork’s mighty axe

To stand stalwart from every attack

And in courage you will not lack

 

Sir Tiberan, Sir Tiberan, will thou make your wife?

For that, I offer thee love for life

You may only answer ai or nie,

If thou wish to or nie

 

To you I wish to give life unending

From the spirits they shall fill you with life’s kiss

So you may hear your children sing

And in our years our love eternally reminisced

 

Sir Tiberan, Sir Tiberan, will thou make your wife?

For that, I offer thee love for life

You may only answer ai or nie,

If thou wish to or nie

 

[Sir Tiberan:]

Foul witch, thee think me a fool!

Perhaps if thou was not of Dun blood

But I see through the thin veil, ghoul

For you are nothing more than pauper’s rudd

 

Cunning troll, thee think me Harren!

But Godan is held deep in my heart

I will not be dragged to your sinful fen

And never taken from His love so far!

 

[Narrator:]

And Sarai’s daughter fled in the night

Crying and sobbing for her love spurned

Taking the sword to end her plight

She threw herself upon it in passion yearned

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Lerald remembers hearing this song the first time he stepped into a tavern. He laughs as he remembers his grandfather claiming that his own grandfather actually knew Ulric Tiberan.

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Timeo de la Baltas notes this great work, and considers performing it in Reza for their fair folk...

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