Fironet Script

Dragonborn
Oh, sure. Jorn helped me out with the lyrics so, hopefully this time I’ll get it right.

Ragnar the Red
65.  Oh, there once was a hero named Ragnar the Red, who came riding to Whiterun from ole Rorikstead!
66.  And the braggart did swagger and brandish his blade, as he told of bold battles and gold he had made!
67.  But then he went quiet, did Ragnar the Red, when he met the shieldmaiden Matilda who said;
68.  Oh, you talk and you lie and you drink all our mead! Now I think it’s high time that you lie down and bleed!
69.  And so then came the clashing and slashing of steel, as the brave lass Matilda charged in full of zeal!
70.   And the braggart named Ragnar was boastful no moooooree…when his ugly red head rolled around on the floor!

Dragonborn Comes Fail Version

72.  Our hero, our hero, has a warrior’s soul!  I tell you, I tell you, the Dragonborn comes…
73.  With a Shout wielding power of the ancient Nord skill!  Believe, believe, the Dragonborn comes…
74.  It’s an end to the evil, and all flying foes!  Beware, beware, the Dragonborn comes…
75.  For the darkness has passed, and…and…ah I forgot the rest.  I’m really sorry.  Sincerely so.
76.  I think it’s like “and the legend keeps growing, something something Dragornborn comes.”  I’ll ask Jorn next time I see him.

Fironet’s Song
79.  Snow falls on all the land, all the land, all the land, snow falls on all the land, shrouded by dark wings.
80.  A child prayed unto the Gods, save the land, save the land, and the Gods said unto the child, to Skyrim comes spring.
81.  For a hero does walk the land, walk the land, walk the land, a hero does walk the land, and the dragons will flee.
82.  Flowers bloom on the land, children walk hand in hand, sun shining on white sand, to Skyrim comes peace.

 

Mogo’s mead lyrics

I knew meself a maiden fair with emerald eyes and fire red hair

She owned a tavern by the sea and served warm drinks of mellow honey

Drink ye merry, drink ye thirsty, bring thy crew ‘n revel freely

For on one thing we’re all agreed, that Mogo made the finest mead!

Mogo’s mead, Mogo’s mead, the only drink we’d e’er need

Take a flask and take a seat, and drink thyself a sweety-treat!

Dragonborn Comes Correct Lyrics

Our hero, our hero, claims a warrior’s heart.
I tell you, I tell you, the Dragonborn comes.
With a voice wielding power of the ancient nord art,
Believe, believe, the Dragonborn comes.
It’s an end to the evil, of all Skyrim’s foes.
Beware, beware, the Dragonborn comes.
For the darkness has passed, and the legend yet grows,
You’ll know, you’ll know the Dragonborn comes.

 

 

Fironet
Fironet wants to be a bard, but she’s a bit shy and socially awkward.  People have told her she has a great singing voice, however, so she decided to try it.

Conversation Start
1.  Hello there.  We haven’t met, have we?  I’m Fironet, although my friends call me “Firo” or “Netta” for short.

2.  Although I guess I’m getting ahead of myself.  We just met, so we’re hardly friends.
3.  Not to mean that we won’t be friends someday.  Or even today.  I’m sorry, I’m really bad at this.  Can we start over?

Sorry.  You only get one chance to screw up a first impression.
4.  You’re right. If you want, you can go talk to Lisette or that pirate who comes in here in the evenings.  They’re way more interesting.

Sure.  Well met, person I’ve never spoken to.
5.  Oh! Um, well met as well.  I mean, well met and greetings. Ack, what I’m trying to say is, greetings and well met.

6.  Oh, sweet taffy treats, I did it again, didn’t I.

No, we can never be friends.  Not until you slay 12 ice wraiths in my name.
7.  Huh?  I’m sorry, you lost me.  You want me to do what exactly?  Wait, before you say anything, should I write this down?

8.  I think Corpulus has some paper and…you were joking.  By the mountains of Dragontail, I am so dense.

It’s alright.   Not everyone can be a bard.
9.  Well, I was kind of hoping I could. I know, you’re probably thinking I’ve gone mad the way I fumbled through our meeting.

10.  And truth is, I’m perfectly happy just being Netta the milkmaid.

So why do you want to become one?
11.  Well, my friends have all said that I have a great singing voice.  I suppose they should, because that’s what friends do.

12.  But after hearing it a number of times from different people, you start to think there’s something to it.  So here I am.

Have you been accepted into the college?
13.  No, not yet.  I talked to Viarmo, and he said that Pantea Ateia would hear my audition when her schedule clears up.

14.  Which is completely understandable. I imagine a Master Vocalist must have a very hectic schedule.

Or it could be just an excuse not to bother with hopeless applicants.
15.  I’d feel really bad for that person. Sometimes it’s easier if you just say “no,” especially if he or she doesn’t have any talent.
16.  Oh mudcrabs, are you talking about me? I…I think I need a drink.

Funny, I always see Pantea at the Skeever drinking something.
17.  It must be water, or some honey based tea.  It’s hard to believe a Master Vocalist like Pantea would damage her vocal cords by drinking alcohol.

18.  At least not in public anyway.

You need to be more assertive.  Demand an audition or it’ll never come.
19.  I bet you’re right.  I don’t know about demanding it, but at the very least I should put more pressure on Pantea to see me.

20.  I guess I’m just worried that if I annoy her enough, she’ll deny my admittance before I even finish my warm-up.
21.  I know, I know, I have a tendency to over-think things too.

What are you doing to prepare for your audition?
22. Right now, my biggest fear is having my throat go hoarse the day Pantea calls my name. And I still haven’t recovered from that bout of rust chancre.
23.  One of the bards from the college suggested chewing on nirnroot, but I wasn’t sure if he was serious. 

Nirnroot are moist.  But they might drown out your voice with their chime.
24.  (Laughs) I suppose it would be quite irritating.  I didn’t plan on singing with it in my mouth though.

Angeline could probably brew up a potion of glibness for you.
25.  You’re probably right, but I can’t afford something that fancy.

26.  And I’d feel bad asking Angeline for a favor, especially after all she did for me when I was sick.

You should practice swinging, not singing.  Pantea may ask you to raid a cave.
27.  By the dunes of the Alik’r, that would be just the thing to happen me.  I’m sure my voice will be absolutely perfect on that day too.

If you don’t hurry, Pantea may forget your audition altogether.
28.  True.  On the one hand, all this anxiety can’t be good for my health.   Or my skin.  On the other hand, at least now I can still cling to hope.

Why is clinging to hope so important to you?
29.  Well, I know hope’s something you feed children mostly. You tell them to dream big, because they can be whatever they want to be.
30.  But for them it doesn’t really mean anything.  If they say they want to be a bard, or a Jarl, it’s just an answer to a question.
31.  They might as well say they want to be an apple.

And how is it different for you?
32.  Because it’s real. I mean look at this city. It’s so large, so bright, and everything about it seems too impossible to exist.
33.  But it’s not a dream. It’s right there in front of me.

Is it possible you’re afraid of rejection?
34.  Isn’t everybody?  But if I had to say what frightens me, it isn’t failing as a bard.

35.  I’m scared I’ll wake up one morning and there won’t be a need for vocal training. I’m worried one day I won’t have a reason to borrow Geraud’s books.
36.  I think about all the wonderful people I’ve met here, and I’m scared to say goodbye.

It’s one thing to enjoy the journey, it’s another to walk in circles.
37.  I know.  Eventually it’s going to get awkward.  I mean I’ve already been here for more than a season.  And my lute is quite old.

38.  Actually, it might be awkward already.  Beirand asked me the other day what it is I do here.  Blacksmiths.  You know how they are.

Really? The people in this city are incredibly dull.
39.  Oh, I don’t know. Maybe it’s because I grew up a farmer, but I can spend hours talking to Taarie about fashion, or Gisli about court.
40.  I love all the little quirks they have too. Like the way Corpulus likes to wink at you, because he thinks he owes it to the patrons.
41.  They’re all really interesting, once you get to know them.

What will you miss most if you have to leave?
42.  Mostly the people. Not just the locals, but the travelers. People like yourself, as it were, even if I’m so dreadful at meeting them.

Were you born in Haafingar?
43.  Oh no, I came here on a ship from Lainlyn, near Iliac Bay in Hammerfell.  I didn’t come alone though.

44.  My fiance at the time came with me. He stuck it out here in Skyrim for a few months, but eventually boarded a ship head back home.

Why would your fiance leave so soon?
45.  It’s my fault really.  I knew he didn’t want to come to Skyrim, and it was probably the guilt that made him follow me here.

46.  It’s one of those things.  If I loved him, I shouldn’t have asked him to leave.  If he loved me, he wouldn’t have asked me to stay.
47.  So in the end, I guess neither of us loved each other.  But we’d already invested so much time in the relationship, and so he sacrificed everything for me.

What did your fiance sacrifice?
48.  Well, we didn’t have a lot of gold, but my fiance said he sold the farm so we could sail to Solitude. It was actually kind of romantic.
49.  But at some point on the way here, I caught a bad case of rust chancre. I got a rash on my arms, and some swelling in my cheeks.
50.  But it was the damage to my throat that was the most depressing part.  It took months before I could even speak.

How did you fiance react?
51.  He got impatient.  The truth was, he expected us to be back in Hammerfell before the crops were in season.
52.  (Sigh) I should’ve known he didn’t sell the farm.

Someone of your beauty deserves better.
53.  I…I don’t know what to say to that.  We’ve barely met.  Thank you, I guess.

54.  Although I can’t compete with some of the women around here.  You’re better off talking to them.

55.  You’re just like my friends back in Hammerfell.  They’d always compliment me on how pretty my voice was.
56.  Compliments are like sweets.  Great the first time, fine the second, but after a while it doesn’t have the same flavor.
57.  And the older you get, the less you want them.

You selfish fool.  Your fiance deserves better and is lucky to be rid of you.
58.  I can’t deny that what you say true.  My fiance was a good man, and confused duty with love.

You said you never aspired to be a bard, but you moved halfway across Tamriel.
59.  The Bards College was only an excuse really.  What I really wanted to do was travel and see the world.

60. I wanted to be somewhere grand. A place where the castles touched the sky.
61. But really, I just wanted to be somewhere different. Somewhere new.

I’d like to hear your voice.
62.  You mean, like, sing?  Right here?   Um, okay, but my voice is a little hoarse from practicing.

63.  Is there anything in particular you want to hear?

How about “Ragnar the Red.”
64.  Okay, um. Ahem.  Oh skeevers.  They say you shouldn’t clear your throat before you sing.  Oh well, too late now.  Here goes…

65.  Oh, there once was a hero named Ragnar the Red, who came riding to Whiterun from ole Rorikstead!

66.  And the braggart did swagger and brandish his blade, as he told of bold battles and gold he had made!
67.  But then he went quiet, did Ragnar the Red, when he met the shieldmaiden Matilda who said;
68.  Oh, you talk and you lie and you drink all our mead! Now I think it’s high time that you lie down and bleed!
69.  And so then came the clashing and slashing of steel, as the brave lass Matilda charged in full of zeal!
70.   And the braggart named Ragnar was boastful no moooooree…when his ugly red head rolled around on the floor!

That song about the Dragonborn has always been a favorite of mine.
71.  That’s about the old legend, isn’t it?  I’ll do my best, but to be honest, I’m not sure of all the lines.

72.  Our hero, our hero, has a warrior’s soul!  I tell you, I tell you, the Dragonborn comes…
73.  With a Shout wielding power of the ancient Nord skill!  Believe, believe, the Dragonborn comes…
74.  It’s an end to the evil, and all flying foes!  Beware, beware, the Dragonborn comes…
75.  For the darkness has passed, and…and…ah I forgot the rest.  I’m really sorry.  Sincerely so.
76.  I think it’s like “and the legend keeps growing, something something Dragornborn comes.”  I’ll ask Jorn next time I see him.

I want to hear something original.
77. You mean…like a song that I wrote?  Oh…I’m not that talented.  I mean, I’ve written a few lyrics, and there’s sort of a melody.

78.  How about I sing it, and you can give me some guidance as to whether it’s good.  Alright, here goes…
79.  Snow falls on all the land, all the land, all the land, snow falls on all the land, shrouded by dark wings.
80.  A child prayed unto the Gods, save the land, save the land, and the Gods said unto the child, to Skyrim comes spring.
81.  For a hero does walk the land, walk the land, walk the land, a hero does walk the land, and the dragons will flee.
82.  Flowers bloom on the land, children walk hand in hand, sun shining on white sand, to Skyrim comes peace.

That was horrifyingly bad.
83.  I’m sorry you didn’t like it.  In my defense, it’s still a work in progress.  Although maybe that’s more of an excuse.

I didn’t care for the song, but your voice is impressive.
84.  I know the lyrics need some work, but you’re right, I think the melody really brings out the strength of my vocals.

That…was surprisingly good.
85.  Thanks!  It does seem to feel more natural than some of the other songs the bards sing.  Probably because I wrote it for myself.

Do you play any instruments?
86. Just the lute. Can you imagine me on the drum? (laughs) I can’t.

Where did you get your lute?
87. Well, the lute I have was my grandmother’s. It turns out she was once a bard who studied at the college here in the city.
88.  My mother gave it to me before I left. She said she would’ve done it sooner, but she never realized I wanted to be a bard. I told her that made two of us.

You’ve just started learning how to play? 
89.  Yeah, I still feel rather clumsy with it. Sometimes I feel like it’s lost all patience with my fingers.
90.  It’s a cranky old thing, and is quick to get out of tune…but when it’s right, it can sing as beautifully as any other.

Unique Random Dialogue
91. La-la-la-la-la-la! Oh, hello.  Sorry, stretching out the vocal cords.

92.  Lisette has such a calm and soothing voice.  She’s like that in real life too.  Not that her singing isn’t real.

93. Can I help you?

94. Until next time.

95. Safe journeys.

96. To be honest, I never really liked the sound of my own voice.  But then again, nobody likes the way their voice sounds.  Not even bards.

97. I’ve heard mead dries the throat and milk tends to clog it. I’ve also been trying to drink plenty of water and avoid the hearth. Hopefully it’s enough.

98. It’s funny listening to Viarmo calling everyone a fool, or trying to comb that thick hedge of hair. He seems so personable. But I’m still kind of scared to talk to him.

99.  I love how Minette pretends to know the things she doesn’t, but not the things she does.

100.  I try and stay inside in the mornings, when the briney air wafts in from the ocean.
101. It reminds me too much of the docks, and how I’m one bad audition away from leaving Skyrim.

102.  You’re a member of the College? But you just got here…

103. There’s been rumors of Talos worshipers leaving notes at the Temple of the Divines. I’ve never seen one myself though.

Scene Dialogue

Salty-Throat:  Firo, why don’t you ever sing some pirate songs?
104.  Firo:  I don’t know, I don’t think the head vocalist would like it.  I’m still not officially a student yet, you know.
Salty-Throat:  You mean Pantea?  That bitch comes in here drunker than a barrel full of mudcrabs. She won’t know the difference.

 Greetings Netta.  Is it official yet? Are you a member of the college?
105.  Firo:  Um, no, not yet, but I’ve been practicing, so any day now.
 Oh. Well I do suggest you hurry.  People are beginning to talk.
106.  Firo:  Really?  Who?  What are they saying?
Oh Netta, you know I can’t betray their confidence.  Just as I would never betray yours.

Misc quest dialogue

Are you alright? That Orc meant to kill you.
107.  Kill me? Y-you mean…Oh gods….

Don’t worry. There’s no one after you. He did it as a lark, but I stopped him.
108.  Oh, okay…um…I didn’t, I mean…I guess what I’m trying to say is…thank you.

109.  Thank you again for protecting me. No one’s ever done anything like that for me before.
110.  I…I’ll do my best to repay you. Maybe if I get into the college, I’ll write a song for you.

Bard misc

What would you like me to play?

Um…okay, I can play that for you.

Sure, I’ll do my best.

All right. I’ll give it a go.

111. Sure, and I’ve also learned a couple new songs since the last time we spoke. I figure it could only help.

 Mogo’s mead lyrics

I knew meself a maiden fair with emerald eyes and fire red hair

She owned a tavern by the sea and served warm drinks of mellow honey

Drink ye merry, drink ye thirsty, bring thy crew ‘n revel freely

For on one thing we’re all agreed, that Mogo made the finest mead!

Mogo’s mead, Mogo’s mead, the only drink we’d e’er need

Take a flask and take a seat, and drink thyself a sweety-treat!

Dragonborn Comes Correct Lyrics

Our hero, our hero, claims a warrior’s heart.
I tell you, I tell you, the Dragonborn comes.
With a voice wielding power of the ancient nord art,
Believe, believe, the Dragonborn comes.
It’s an end to the evil, of all Skyrim’s foes.
Beware, beware, the Dragonborn comes.
For the darkness has passed, and the legend yet grows,
You’ll know, you’ll know the Dragonborn comes.

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