Watchful eye upon the hill,
Watches over cities grand and towns small,
Farmhouses and Jarl’s halls.
It protects the children as they play,
Guard’s eye, from shady vantage spies
All that occurs, in the city around.
As He watches over his sentries,
Smiling at the justice they bring,
Curing Nirn of unspeakable things,
Of the filth, the disorder, that such evil creates.
Having mercy on those poor and forgotten,
And fury on the rich and corrupt.
From the lone guard to armies of righteous might,
The justice of Stendarr stays ever-watchful,
Neither forsaking nor overbearing,
Applying justice with a level head and passionate heart.
Through night and day,
Rain and snow,
Dawn and dusk,
It will feed the starving mouth,
And punish the greedy hand.
Ever-vigilant, the watchful eye of Stendarr.
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And punish the greedy hand.
And slay a pack of werewolves for no reason... *Cries