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| + | ====== Noble Sense ====== | ||
| + | **Noble Sense** is a comic opera written by Falorian composer and playwright [[lore:person:felipe_norme|Felipe Normé]]. It was written early in his career and helped to solidify him as one of the great playwrights of his time. Critics widely praised the work, garnering the attention of the empire's elite. The original production in Carlen was so successful that Normé's theater company ran a tour across Falorum, Algrath, Anderus, Malthier, and the Wild Hill Country | ||
| + | ===== Plot Summary ===== | ||
| + | Lord Adelair and Patrice are from minor noble families who have been long-time rivals. They have known and hated each other from birth, but when Mother Olenne, a priestess of Meshedra, foretells that great fortune will befall enemies who reconcile in marriage, Lord Adelair makes it his mission to subdue and marry Patrice. At the same time, unknowing of this prophecy, Patrice's mother, Lady Cherre, announces that she desires reconciliation with Lord Adelair's family and encourages her daughter to become close with him. The opera follows the antics of the Lord Adelair and Patrice as they both attempt with great difficulty to put aside their animosity toward each other. | ||
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| + | **Excerpt from ACT II SCENE IV:** | ||
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| + | Lord Adelair: You do not know me well, Patrice. | ||
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| + | Patrice: And I pray the gods keep me ignorant. | ||
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| + | Lord Adelair: And if your thoughts were half as quick as your tongue, you’d be the smartest woman in Falorum. | ||
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| + | Patrice: I daresay I am, for I’m the only woman to avoid you — or perhaps that makes me the luckiest. | ||
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| + | Lord Adelair: You are not a woman, but a bellowing hog! | ||
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| + | Patrice: And you are not a man, Adelair, but a barking dog! | ||
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| + | Lord Adelair: At least a dog is loyal! | ||
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| + | Patrice: You’re right — I mistook you for a dog when I saw your nose in everyone’s tail. | ||
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| + | Lord Adelair: And I made no mistake in thinking you a hog. | ||
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| + | Patrice: I’d hit you right now, but I wouldn’t want to soil my hand. | ||
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| + | <begin music for Patrice's Aria> | ||