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The Coldharbour Compact
A poem on Sotha Sil's mysterious First Era agreement with the Daedric Princes
- Poor Gil-Var-Delle we still recall
- The God of Schemes consumed it all
- To Coldharbour went Clockwork God
- To bargain on the Princes' sod
- From dread Daedra save us
- From Daedra keep us safe
- Forsake the ones that made us
- To fight a wrongful fate
- They sneered when Clockwork made his demand
- Till Twilight raised a hand
- "And what do you offer in return
- "To keep us from chastising Nirn?"
- Then Clockwork whispered long and low
- And what he said, no mortal can know
- From dread Daedra save us
- From Daedra keep us safe
- Forsake the ones that made us
- To fight a wrongful fate