On a cool wintery evening in a land a distance away form the isles a ship waits in dock for all of the passengers it is going to transport to the docks of mysthaven, the captain is standing on deck gazing at those that has already collected aboard and are making themselfs comfortable for the journey ahead , wile his crew readies the required cargo for the voyage and some of the cargo they will trade in the docks.
So far six out of the seven booked passengers have made it aboard , the captain turns his gaze towards a young newly wed couple it seems , they mentioned to him earlier they are going to visate some family in brookshire. He smiles warmly at the couple showing there affections and love towards one another, something he misses form his past but he is glad to see it form time to time and rember. The captain then turns to view four grey robed figures that stands on the port side of his vessel all grouped together huddled and conversing , strange folk he thought but they payed there expenses well , but he always considered religious folk to be of a odd sort, form what he understands they are four clerics going on a sojourn form nation to nation doing what they can to help out the poor locals, even in this land they have helped out some of the poorer families form the famines that beset and take siege to this land. For a moment longer he considers them trying to rember again the name of there faith and maybe there gods name , what was it again , oh the faith was called something like �the blood of the world tree� it sounded sort of nordic to him with the talk of the tree of life, but they were dark haired tanned people , two women and two men , which did not seem nordic to him at all. And the name of there god what was it again �Arshmon� no he shakes his head it was not that �Arshmodious� maybe , well he will have to ask one of them later in the hopes to not offend any of these people within this trip. The seventh passenger had not shown up , a lone man traveling alone , with no exaltations of why he wants to go to any ware he is taking his ship to, he normally likes the novelty of touching base with all of the people on one level and another. He normally turns people away when they don�t humor and give him a explanation , but when this traveler was about to be turned away he piped up and offered to pay a double fair ,now with these hard times that was a offer he could not refuse. The captain spotted the figure of the seventh passenger rushing towards the ship with his brown pack thrown over his shoulder, the man was also dressed in a Azure cloak , though in this day and age that was once a sign of nobility to be able to don the colors of blue , but in this age it has broken down to plane fashion one way or another, the traveler then rushes up and gets into the ship to greet the captain with a harty handshake The traveler brushes one of his hands through his greying hair and then pipes up to the captain �thank you for waiting Captin Ferrel, sorry about my tardiness� the captin nods and quickly recalls the name this man gave him when first booking voyage �it is alright Muhit , do go below decks and make yourself comfertable at your quarters , we should be in mysthaven by the mid of next week� Muhit nods and slips down into the depths of the ship , and as time passes each of the other gathered travelers go down as well to rest for the night. But a strange happening fell upon that vessel within there first night at sea, the captain woke up with a jolt as he heard a muffled scream form below decks , something that sounded like a male voice calling out for help. The captain rushed down to where his travelers quarters were , oddly noticing a silence now there , he scratched his balding head and then decided to peek in on each of them, once he did he noticed they were all nestled into there bunks and sleeping well , he presided to check on his crew and all of them were as well in slumber aside form those on night watch above on deck. Frustrated the captain then went to bed muttering about sea spirits. In the morning he questioned the crew and the passengers everyone stated they heard nothing strange that night , like nothing happed , and then he promptly and politely asked the group of clerics to do a blessing for his ship , hoping that would solve what ever happened. _________________________________________________________________ MSN Photos is the easiest way to share and print your photos: http://photos.msn.com/support/worldwide.aspx -- To unsubscribe from this group, send an email to: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Archives & Other DMI Lists: http://www.dragonmyst.f2s.com/lists.php3
