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- You're an elf, which means you know a lot of poems and songs. Maybe you could recite something or sing? Or, you know, take the Skull of Fear, - said the legionnaire, pointing to a human skull hanging on the belt of his silent friend in a mask.
- I know poems and even songs, but I wouldn't call it a game, - the elf replied. - But since you are such admirers of art, why not. Although, for the next travelers, I would come up with something more interesting in your place.

Tarion threw his cloak over his shoulder, cleared his throat, and recited a few well-known lines.
I am familiar with battle – I love the sound of swords:
From my early years, a devotee of martial glory,
I love the bloody fun of war,
And the thought of death is pleasing to my soul.
In the prime of my life, a loyal warrior of freedom,
Who has not seen death before him,
Has not tasted full joy
And is not worthy of the kisses of beloved women.

Be strong. Believe