The Knots Of Madness

[Volutional 935]

Rogash stands upon his ship's war deck, looking forth upon the table of darkness and creaking floorboards, he thinks for a moment before uttering a word to his fellow pirates whom have gathered in his mind.

"Too long have the people of Asulon naught but joyed in happiness. Rogash becomes tired and stands upon ye' today as'a mark of hope for Pirate kind, that we shall not die and not linger upon the tideless seas of the void. It shall be today tha' we hoist our sails and untie our rudder-chain. And we sail upon new horizons."

One of his Pirates say;

"Into the center I say! Take the port!"

Rogash snaps back with a sharp tongue

"Nay, the port is too defended, the people of Asulon'll expect such an attack..."

"We need somewhere nobody... knows about besides a few..."

"A source of power in the Pirate Nation..."

Rogash slams a knife into the table. As all the oily black figments of his imagination disappear. He has now plotted his plans.

[This was all in his head]

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