By the beard of the Dwarf I wish I had made, Luskan must be the city thou speaketh of. Now for a song about Luskan that I'd play with my lute but. . .my phoenix burned it. So here goes nothing more than a jolly song to be sung in a Luskan tavern:
"From oligarchy to anarchy,
Who the hell needs to be mannerly?
Sat on the Sword Coast
And a place where pirates boast!
Oh Luskan like a staunch wench,
We keep on returning to quench
Our hunger, our desire; all that we are.
Put up those sails, sheathe your scimitar,
Drink until you collapse, sing and sing,
Tomorrow you sail off once more like a King."
Luskan is also know as the City of Sails! It's a port city at the mouth of the River Mirar on the Northern Sword Coast.
Do keep ever present in your thoughts, my friend, that an illusion can kill you if you believe in it.
And the real thing can kill you whether you believe in it or not.
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"From oligarchy to anarchy,
Who the hell needs to be mannerly?
Sat on the Sword Coast
And a place where pirates boast!
Oh Luskan like a staunch wench,
We keep on returning to quench
Our hunger, our desire; all that we are.
Put up those sails, sheathe your scimitar,
Drink until you collapse, sing and sing,
Tomorrow you sail off once more like a King."
And the real thing can kill you whether you believe in it or not.
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