Recall, recall, the Fifth of Frostfall,
The day of Diriji Tereur,
I can think of no way
How the most sacred day
Couldn't be part of lore.
Frandar, Frandar, 'twas his intent
To settle upon a new continent.
Four-score and ten duels won to his name,
To the foot of Mount Hattu his Sword-Singers came;
By the Eight's mercy, none did remain
Of Hira's army, for all had been slain.
Rally men, rally men, tell the bell-ringers.
Rally men, rally men, praise the Stone-Singers!
To where do we sail? Tamriel!

It's gunpowder treason not plot but that was great!

That was really good! I like it!

The title svcked me in, and the post delivered.