Post by Silentus on Mar 25, 2004 22:19:07 GMT
...as transcribed by Silentus the Chronicler from the Public Council meeting held on Month 1, Day 1, Year of the Dragon
High King Merrick Wend: [Greetings traveller,] I would have you know that your plight is common, none of you will see your homes again. I have been here since we arrived from our true place in the skies, I know this as the stars are not the same. Scholars and adventurers all have tried to travel to the 4 corners A veil surrounds us not of normal magic.
When I was a lad south of this island, we played under different stars. Under those stars my family came here to Castille when it was all desert. As a lad I had no idea of where I would be now. Fredian lay north of a great land mass. All that is there now is waters and the veil - that was some 800 yrs ago
I am not old still by my reckoning, strange magics keep me unaged as you see me and that is also part of the story of this island. Think not that you are all that has come - other creatures have come. Things that nightmares are made from. Below Styne Castle itself resides one whom I have fought and not bested, but also he not I.
Those that went to the edge of the veil some made it through to somewhere they also however came back... but not as they were... warped is the way they exist. Some were the elves, others the hard working gnomes humans and even halfings who are rare now on this island. All travelled in search of the missing lands all that remains of the elves live in Cara Unscathe.
Of the noble blood of that house, that was not Cara Unscathe, two remain in silent lives within that forest of peace.
Minor editing was employed in this transcript. This information is of public record and may be redistributed at will.
© Silentus the Chronicler
High King Merrick Wend: [Greetings traveller,] I would have you know that your plight is common, none of you will see your homes again. I have been here since we arrived from our true place in the skies, I know this as the stars are not the same. Scholars and adventurers all have tried to travel to the 4 corners A veil surrounds us not of normal magic.
When I was a lad south of this island, we played under different stars. Under those stars my family came here to Castille when it was all desert. As a lad I had no idea of where I would be now. Fredian lay north of a great land mass. All that is there now is waters and the veil - that was some 800 yrs ago
I am not old still by my reckoning, strange magics keep me unaged as you see me and that is also part of the story of this island. Think not that you are all that has come - other creatures have come. Things that nightmares are made from. Below Styne Castle itself resides one whom I have fought and not bested, but also he not I.
Those that went to the edge of the veil some made it through to somewhere they also however came back... but not as they were... warped is the way they exist. Some were the elves, others the hard working gnomes humans and even halfings who are rare now on this island. All travelled in search of the missing lands all that remains of the elves live in Cara Unscathe.
Of the noble blood of that house, that was not Cara Unscathe, two remain in silent lives within that forest of peace.
Minor editing was employed in this transcript. This information is of public record and may be redistributed at will.
© Silentus the Chronicler
