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Rothermere's Travels II
Rothermere smoothed out the old piece of cloth, and furrowed his brow deep in concentration. A few words were etched around the symbol, barely visible in the candlelight…
Silent killers arise,
Rarely are bound,
Rarely are enlightened,
The pirates.
It was as if the picture before him came to life, filled with enlightenment, a voice passed softly through his mind…
Myella
“An insightful creature man should follow,
Lest fate be sealed upon rocky shores,
‘Tis not magpie, eagle or swallow,
Does not open, but closes doors.
Tis the form that defines this creature,
For silence is her only sound,
Rocky crags a deadly feature,
Oft too late such perils found.
Truth doth lie beneath her talons,
Souls entwined by wordless vows,
There she keeps them as her children,
Tangled roots doth feed her boughs.
Here is where the clue she keepeth,
Hidden from the eyes of man,
Twisted in the earth beneath her,
Speak her name to take her hand.”
“I believe …I know this place…” uttered Rothermere. Nystul was standing in the doorway, his form shadowed in the candlelight.
“Then you must go, my friend, and find the answers. I do not know, nor indeed need to know, from whence this document came. I know as I’m sure you do that this document is both genuine, and powerful. Indeed ‘twas scribed by a powerful magic.” said Nystul. We have lost many ships in the pursuit of answers, and many widows hath been made.
I call upon you Rothermere, for you are not only a dear friend of mine, but the most commendable sea-captain I have ever known.”
“I understand” replied Rothermere, gathering the small piece of cloth delicately in his hand.
So began his final voyage.
The story is from http://www.uo-europe.com/
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