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Flesh To Cut From Bone Lorebook

Collection: Poetry and Song
Location(s): Alik’r Desert, Eastmarch, Malabal Tor
Alik’r Desert
Location Notes: Found in and around Tava’s Blessing in north Alik’r.
Image walkthrough:

Loc 1: On scaffolding surrounding the ship being built in Tava’s Blessing. Screenshot above shows the wooden ramp that lets you approach the lorebook’s location.

Loc 1: On some crates next to an oil lantern

Loc 2: Beneath the ship being built in the dry dock just a bit south of Tava’s Blessing. (there is a skyshard right next to this location)

Map:
Alik'r Desert map

Eastmarch
Location Notes: Found in the area around Bonestrewn Crest, central Eastmarch.
Image walkthrough:

Loc.1 – North-northeast of Bonestrewn Crest, south of Dragon mound, next to a body of water, a backpack and a bag.

Loc.2 – Northeast of Bonestrewn Crest, south of Dragon Mound, just north of the road going northeast of Bonestrewn Crest. Lying on wooden crates next to a rock.

Map:
Eastmarch map

Malabal Tor
Location Notes: This lorebook is found inside Velyn Harbor (tower POI), western Malabal Tor.
Image walkthrough:

Loc.1 – Inside the largest house – town hall in northeastern Velyn Harbor.

Loc.2 – On top of the highest floor of a lighthouse in northern Velyn Harbor.

Map:
Malabal Tor map

Lorebook text

(A Pirate Song)

If you see it glitters bright
Then take it for your own,
Pile the corpses to a height
To make a pirate throne!

For what’s made weak is ours to break
And what’s ill-guarded ours to take
Just flesh to cut from bone,
More flesh to cut from bone.

If they try to lock the gates
We’ll burn the whole damned town
They’ll bring their guards and magistrates
And then we’ll cut them down.

For what’s made weak is ours to break
And what’s ill-guarded ours to take
Just flesh to cut from bone,
More flesh to cut from bone.

They’ll bring their soldiers by the score
To drive us from their lands
But we will have a hundred more
In our brave pirate band!

For what’s made weak is ours to break
And what’s ill-guarded ours to take
Just flesh to cut from bone,
More flesh to cut from bone.

And if they cry for mercy, then
We’ll answer them with steel
For pity’s made for other men
We’ll grind beneath our heel.

For what’s made weak is ours to break
And what’s ill-guarded ours to take
Just flesh to cut from bone,
More flesh to cut from bone.

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