The Sarlinian Bow

King Elrath, my friend
I must ask you a favour again

Whatever is mine, is yours
Just put an end to these godawful wars

There's an artefact of which I hope you know
A magical elvish bow

Yes, I do know
You speak of the Sarlinian bow

I would do anything to help you
But this is beyond what I can do
The bow has been lost for generations
Elves have searched all possible locations

It is gone, I am sorry to say
I hope you can find some other way...

All hope is gone...

There might be a way after all
There's this tale of a tree by a waterfall
When I was a child, my mother would sing to me
About a magical bow and a tree

It's the tree of life, and I think I know where it could be

Lariana, take me there!
Please, Lariana, show me where!

The Sarlinian bow was unreal
It had the powers to both harm and heal
Only the worthy may use it
Steal it, and you will lose it

That's what happened in the elvish wars
Someone tried to take it by force
It's lost now, but it can be found

Somewhere by a waterfall
there's a tree that knows it all
The tree of life may grant the bow
To the mightiest warrior with the kindest soul
To the one with the kindest soul

I hear the waterfall, we must be near

The tree is not far from here

They approach the tree of life

Hear me now, tree of life
I am the Warrior King
I am feared and loved by many
I would say that makes me worthy

They may call you Warrior King
But I will not grant you anything
Your heart is cold, your soul is too
I cannot give the bow to you

Grant me the bow, oh tree of life!
Or I will cut you down with my knife!

Stop! This can't be the way!
This tree has been here since the dawn of the very first day
Oh, Warrior King, respect all life!
Please lay down your knife

Lariana, you are brave and true
I will give the bow to you

Then suddenly bow appears on one of the branches

Thank you, almighty tree
For giving this bow to me
I'll keep it safe and by my side
Protecting the Warrior King and his allied

The Sarlinian bow was unreal
It had the powers to both harm and heal
Only the worthy may use it
Steal it, and you will lose it

That's what happened in the elvish wars
Someone tried to take it by force
It's lost now, but it can be found

Somewhere by a waterfall
there's a tree that knows it all
The tree of life may grant the bow
To the mightiest warrior with the kindest soul
To the one with the kindest soul



Credits
Writer(s): Marius Danielsen, Anniken Rasmussen
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