Episode: Cyrto Arch Islands
Posted by Story on 09/13/17
The shipyards of Thrax have been busy. As reports of the Darkwater Deeps spreading have reached Arx, High Lord Victus Thrax has wasted no time in preparing his people to meet the challenge. Orders have gone out, diplomatic meetings between the other High Lords and Ladies of Arx have occurred. Help is pouring into Thrax from all over the Compact - a truly heartening sight. And the shipyards have never been busier. Drydocks building and repairing ships, the harbor seeing seaworthy vessels prepared for departure. And Marquis Ford Kennex moves between harbor and dock with a seeming endless patience and a purposeful stride.
He is the point of contact for the priests of the Faith who are willing to bless ships and weapons, and he has convinced them to ask for whatever blessings they can request for each and every ship, weapon, man and woman sailing with the Thrax navy. It has not been so long since people remarked often on the feud between the Faith and the House of Thrax, but perhaps those days are coming to an end. The mien of the sailors is grimly determined as they make their final checks and prepare to cast off. The wondrous statue of Mangata down at the beach is visited often by those who will soon sail and is the scene of many touching and heartfelt farewells. They will leave safe harbor soon and no one knows what they'll find - or even when - if they'll return.
Far off the eastern shores of Maelstrom, too far from Arx to notice but close enough to the scouting ships to be seen, the sky begins to darken. A storm is brewing in the Mourning Sea, and it bodes ill for the days to come.
He is the point of contact for the priests of the Faith who are willing to bless ships and weapons, and he has convinced them to ask for whatever blessings they can request for each and every ship, weapon, man and woman sailing with the Thrax navy. It has not been so long since people remarked often on the feud between the Faith and the House of Thrax, but perhaps those days are coming to an end. The mien of the sailors is grimly determined as they make their final checks and prepare to cast off. The wondrous statue of Mangata down at the beach is visited often by those who will soon sail and is the scene of many touching and heartfelt farewells. They will leave safe harbor soon and no one knows what they'll find - or even when - if they'll return.
Far off the eastern shores of Maelstrom, too far from Arx to notice but close enough to the scouting ships to be seen, the sky begins to darken. A storm is brewing in the Mourning Sea, and it bodes ill for the days to come.