[Durdanios] Setting Sail
I've always had a fond liking of water and the ocean... though my life had previously always been far too busy to really enjoy it as I would have liked. Most of my experience with the sea was simply gazing out over the beautiful waters bordering Eversong and watching the sun set. The one time I had taken a transport ship from Ratchet to Booty Bay I enjoyed every moment of it.
However it wasn't until I met Tandem that I realized just how... perfect that life would be for me. I became comfortable on his ship and whenever I had the chance I would ask how things worked or for him to tell stories about his trips out to sea. When I had to return to duty... I hated not only leaving him, but leaving the ship and the ocean. I was beginning to feel trapped being stuck on the land.
Well... a lot has changed over these last few months. I lost my position as Commander in the former Dawnblade regiment to become a Knight-Lord of my own. It was not meant to be and the few remnants of my regiment joined the Illuminati. Then one thing led to another and I was captured and tortured by the Cult of the Forgotten, and lost my ability to wield the Light soon afterwards. During this time I had been trying to live peacefully with another love of my life - Vynirin Eldafal - but the Cult would not allow that to happen. No matter where we turned we would only get fleeting moments of peace before everything around us came crashing down.
I nearly lost Vynirin a few days ago... the cultist known as 'The Storm Knight' had taken control of his mind and body that ended in a nasty battle at Tempest's Reach that even Sang'jour had to step in to help control the situation. That was the last straw, and the two of us fled our home to stay with Sang'jour until things had calmed down.
It was there that Vynirin came up with the greatest idea I've ever heard come out of his mouth. He knew I had a liking for the ocean so he discussed with Sang'jour a plan for him to buy us a ship, and we could pay him back with our profits from trade goods. Plus having a mobile home and no place for them to hide would keep the Cultists from knocking on our door.
So here I stand behind the helm of a decently sized trade ship. My ship. "The Ronae Genesis"...though the name was Vynirin's idea. Ronae from our own Thalassian language meaning 'Peaceful' and Genesis another term for beginning. So this ship is our peaceful beginning into a new life. And hopefully once our dept is paid to Sang'jour, I can convince Vynirin to let me turn pirate... at least towards the Alliance. It would be so much more fun then simply transporting goods.
And so the Ronae Genesis is about to set off on it's first voyage to deliver engineering goods to Booty Bay. Hopefully it will be an adventure to remember - especially since I have no idea what the hell I'm doing!
However it wasn't until I met Tandem that I realized just how... perfect that life would be for me. I became comfortable on his ship and whenever I had the chance I would ask how things worked or for him to tell stories about his trips out to sea. When I had to return to duty... I hated not only leaving him, but leaving the ship and the ocean. I was beginning to feel trapped being stuck on the land.
Well... a lot has changed over these last few months. I lost my position as Commander in the former Dawnblade regiment to become a Knight-Lord of my own. It was not meant to be and the few remnants of my regiment joined the Illuminati. Then one thing led to another and I was captured and tortured by the Cult of the Forgotten, and lost my ability to wield the Light soon afterwards. During this time I had been trying to live peacefully with another love of my life - Vynirin Eldafal - but the Cult would not allow that to happen. No matter where we turned we would only get fleeting moments of peace before everything around us came crashing down.
I nearly lost Vynirin a few days ago... the cultist known as 'The Storm Knight' had taken control of his mind and body that ended in a nasty battle at Tempest's Reach that even Sang'jour had to step in to help control the situation. That was the last straw, and the two of us fled our home to stay with Sang'jour until things had calmed down.
It was there that Vynirin came up with the greatest idea I've ever heard come out of his mouth. He knew I had a liking for the ocean so he discussed with Sang'jour a plan for him to buy us a ship, and we could pay him back with our profits from trade goods. Plus having a mobile home and no place for them to hide would keep the Cultists from knocking on our door.
So here I stand behind the helm of a decently sized trade ship. My ship. "The Ronae Genesis"...though the name was Vynirin's idea. Ronae from our own Thalassian language meaning 'Peaceful' and Genesis another term for beginning. So this ship is our peaceful beginning into a new life. And hopefully once our dept is paid to Sang'jour, I can convince Vynirin to let me turn pirate... at least towards the Alliance. It would be so much more fun then simply transporting goods.
And so the Ronae Genesis is about to set off on it's first voyage to deliver engineering goods to Booty Bay. Hopefully it will be an adventure to remember - especially since I have no idea what the hell I'm doing!