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| image = Book | | image = Book Generic I Image.png | ||
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| description = '''Shanties for the Bitch Queen''' is a common [[Books|Book]]. It is a collection of shanties written by an unknown author. | | description = '''Shanties for the Bitch Queen''' is a common [[Books|Book]]. It is a collection of shanties written by an unknown author. | ||
| quote = A salt-stained collection of sea shanties meant to honour Umberlee, goddess of the sea. | | quote = A salt-stained collection of sea shanties meant to honour Umberlee, goddess of the sea. | ||
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She told us so! | She told us so! | ||
| where to find = * | | where to find = * Ruined dock on the {{Coords|304|269|Ravaged Beach}}, north of the crash site | ||
* | * Sold by [[Nansi Gretta]] | ||
* [[Stormshore Tabernacle]] {{coords|116|-13}} | |||
| type = Books | | type = Books | ||
| rarity = common | | rarity = common | ||
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| weight lb = 1 | | weight lb = 1 | ||
| price = 14 | | price = 14 | ||
| uid = BOOK_GEN_Gods_SeaBitchShanty | |||
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Revision as of 02:53, 10 March 2024
Shanties for the Bitch Queen is a common Book. It is a collection of shanties written by an unknown author.
A salt-stained collection of sea shanties meant to honour Umberlee, goddess of the sea.
Properties
Books
Rarity: Common
Weight: 0.5 kg / 1 lb
Price: 14 gp 
UID
BOOK_GEN_Gods_SeaBitchShanty
Where to find
- Ruined dock on the Ravaged BeachX: 304 Y: 269, north of the crash site
- Sold by Nansi Gretta
- Stormshore Tabernacle X: 116 Y: -13
Text
And we all row!
With the spray upon our necks,
And we all row! With the spray upon our backs
And we all row! With the sea beneath our feet,
And the Bitch Queen stays the storm.
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Wavemother, wavemother,
Lash us to the prow.
Wavemother, wavemother,
We ask to sail your skirt
if you allow.
Wavemother, wavemother,
Sink us if you will.
Wavemother, wavemother,
Our skulls are yours
With brine and sand to fill.
---
Souls aweigh and anchors still!
The wind won't move
Without the Bitch Queen's will!
We'll wait gladly, years and days
Till the Bitch Queen brings the waves!
Hey! Ho!
She told us so!
Hey! Ho!
She told us so!