The Seas Of Our Fallen Forefathers

[Morinehtar 50]

                                                     

                                                            

                                                          Written By Thorvald Bjarkmarson 

 

                                                    The Atheran Flood

  It Was panicking at it's best. The People of Petrus were scurrying to gather valuables and follow the line of terrified civilians onward to the docked fleet which would bring us safe passage to Vailor. I still remember from this day forth the panicking that was endured on the people of Athera. What did we deserve that angered the gods?? Anyway, I was at the ripe age of 28 at the time and experinced little on these situations knowing that I've never experience a flood. You could hear insane screaming that it was the end of the world and that the gods punished us. But for I, gods are nothing but written by man. But I dare not challenge the divine being who plays the cards. I had gathered a weeks worth of whiskey for the travels, knowing that any whiskey that enters those ships would be udder **** in my tastes. But I managed to aboard the SS Vanguard, Captained by Silv'ar Vanguard, an Elf. I was never experienced with Elves, for my father was well.. A cutthroat bandit. I never got to experience a normal life for I was hunted down everywhere my father went, till of course he met an timely end by an Orenian Blade. But I turn my back at the event knowing my father's past. I happen to fall in love with Oren and it's culture. I saw Petrus as the heart of Athera, and the heart of the Atheran Trade. Of course I was 18 and lacked the knowledge of Alien Kingdoms. Now exuse me, let me get back to my story, Oh yes! I was on the SS Vanguard and managed my way stern where the helm stood, and there I met Sil'var Vanguard, standing in his Dark blue coat and large gold bracers on his arms fine leather boots and a grey robe under that. As I walked up the steps I had squeeze myself between confused civilians. But after a couple minutes of budging and squeezing, I made it to the helm, where I found friendship out of chaos.

                                                                     A Storm Brews

"Hello Capn'." I said. "Evening Traveler. Welcome aboard the SS Vanguard. There are vacant quarters in the second floor." He said to me as he began to sail from the docks. "Thank you." I responded as I made it back down through the after-shock civilians from there I made downwards towards my cabin for which had no doors, so you could see, there was little privacy. You could hear the man in the other room pissing in a bucket, and the other coughing. I asked myself, "Is it worth it? Should I let the flood waters take me away?" But then I heard the crackle of lighting. It was too late. I made my way up to the deck after the constant coughing from the lad next to me. I returned to the stern and began to speak with Captain Vanguard. "Evenin' Captain." I said. "Evening, Traveler." he responded looking at his compass which he pulled from his coat pocket. "How are the quarters?" I knew I shouldn't of but responded, "Aye there well if you can stand the sound of a man pissing." Then both Sil'var and I began to laugh. "Where did you learn how to take the helm and yet captain this vessel?" "Salvian sailing Academy." He responded. The two men began to converse of their pass. But alas' my old mind can't remember the exact words so best I not describe these minor details.. But oh yes, My big mouth is drawing away from the story! Captain Vanguard was shutting eye, and I willing stupid, took responsibility of the helm. Soon after a couple hours. A storm began to brew. This was a fierce storm, haven't seen such a big one in years. Nothing I saw could compare to this one. The passengers thought little of me and believed that I would be their downfall. So several attempts made by the people to remove my control. But I held my ground, and managed to sail directly into the storm. If I had turned back, then I'd loose connection to the fleet, and would be stranded to die by these damned beasts. So I continued, and with struggle, managed to pull the ship out of the storm. But it wasn't that easy, no no no. A Wild Sea beast attacked our fleet, but with the strength of a thousand man, the beast was nothing but a large fish! After the storm, the captain took the helm once more and began the journey onward.

    

                                                                    The New World

   Ah yes, The seas were calm, and the woman at ease. Which was good for the men at later times, if ye' know what I mean. We continued our passage through the wide open sea facing little problems. But alas I would never forget this day on how man screwed up. I was taking a stroll around the ship for that Vanguard and I took turns at the helm. I gained sea legs and need to get around and walk around. I was heading back when I stumbled upon an odd seeing. There Stood an unknown man and two.. Dread knights. A lord and his soldier. I demanded the death of the unknown man. But the dread lord thought otherwise. We knew we didn't have the power to take on the dread lord, so they stood in the cargo hold. This was the worst mistake we could of chosen. Now the problems with the dread lords today, could of been dealt with if Only I fought. I apologize Vailor, I really do.. But forget that. After days of journey we finally reached a new world, which today we'd call Vailor. I would never forget these events for they've shaped me into whom' I was. As your reading this, never forget that what land you walk is drowned in the blood and sweat. Never forget where you come and if one tries of to take your spirit, fight in the name of your fallen forefathers, in the name of hope. As you read these words, I'd be long gone, and I'd be nothing but written words. For ever I beg of you, to remember, for the seas that surround you, are the seas of our Fallen Forefathers...

[Morinehtar 50]

The Story is Written in the future, about 70 years after the events of the Atheran Flood. Hope you enjoy. :-)

[SeventhCircle 460]

"A true account of the events." he says with a nod.

[Malgonious 2758]

..What did I even read?

[Morinehtar 50]

May not be as clean, because here is my exuse. My Character never fully went to school, and can barely read. He was assisted on writing. But this is what it was like on the fleet of Athera. :p Hope you enjoy.

[Dohvi 622]

Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.