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Karma: 0 |  | May the Stranded Return- Isle Cometh (Lucius post)
« Thread Started on Jan 18, 2007, 10:24pm » | |
The day was sunny as always and the port blistering hot. That still didn't stop the multitude of sailors and boatmen moving their wares and setting sail to ships or maintaing ones set anchor. Down the road to the right set a group of trader's shops to meet demands with the many shippers that carry the goods from port to port. One though was not currently open. Hasn't been open for years now, still one moved inside. The shop used to be a smithery now completely abandoned dusty and falling apart. The only thing holding the building up was a thick solid steel metal beam streatching from floor to ceiling.
One thing stood out though was a carpet that seemed just a bit out of place. Underneath hid a trap door that led to a short stairwell where beneath held a rather large moderatley decorated room. Off to one side held a nicely furnished couch over a gold trimed rug. Next to that a oak table with an oil lamp sitting atop. On the opposite side of the room sat a large polished oak desk with maps and inkwells scattered across it. Though to the back of the room rather out of place was a magnificent pile of gold, jewls, jewlery, and other valuable trinkets. Stolen trinkets that is for this is the treasure of Isle the Privateer, and Noble. Driven into hiding by the government now taking shelter in this port. There he was, hidden in the shadows mainly by his dark clothing contemplating over who knows what.
Today he planned on making a quick trip overseas to meet a freind for a rather important sword of his named the Leviathan. Sword of the mages and one of the biggest conductors of magic in the world. It had been too long since he has seen the sword and by all means would get it back and exact revenge on the Government's fleet. Years of planning was about to pay off. Though one thing he didn't expect, a subtle knocking on the door. An uninvited visitor?
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