07-05-2021, 12:57 AM
The Paupers Landing
After months of preparations, the mysterious and ancient ship leaves its' place off of the coasts of the Deserts near Aesirheim, what was once thought to be a dead relic of the past comes to life with mentions of strange beings of black fog manning the sails at the behest of the hulking Captain Tigerseye Reave.
Making the voyage faster than any normal vessel, the Paupers Bride has landed and set anchor in the Bay south of the Docro Manor as the crew, accompanied by these strange beings of fog begin to unload supplies and set up camp along the beaches. Those few living who can be seen disembarking from the ancient vessel are diverse, Sirenians, Drakanite, Humans and beastkin alike all seem to have a place in the Dread pirates crew.
Those Faithful to the Deep One and its' herald flock to the ship, seeking knowledge of the freedom that was the high seas.
Rumors boast of a welcoming Captain, one who is as ruthless and calculating if not more than those who held the mantle before him.
Bards along the coast can oft be heard singing this song:
All ye lost and seeking freedom
All ye willing might hear the song
The Paupers Bride and her Captains calling
Of what whispers ye dreamin of?
The Deep One listens when ye call
In winds of change the sun may set
If ye seek Freedom all fer naught
The many seas they sing fer thee
Do ye not seek all the answers?
Who are ye to question thee?
Lost without yer sense of freedom
The Sirens Song will set ye free
After months of preparations, the mysterious and ancient ship leaves its' place off of the coasts of the Deserts near Aesirheim, what was once thought to be a dead relic of the past comes to life with mentions of strange beings of black fog manning the sails at the behest of the hulking Captain Tigerseye Reave.
Making the voyage faster than any normal vessel, the Paupers Bride has landed and set anchor in the Bay south of the Docro Manor as the crew, accompanied by these strange beings of fog begin to unload supplies and set up camp along the beaches. Those few living who can be seen disembarking from the ancient vessel are diverse, Sirenians, Drakanite, Humans and beastkin alike all seem to have a place in the Dread pirates crew.
Those Faithful to the Deep One and its' herald flock to the ship, seeking knowledge of the freedom that was the high seas.
Rumors boast of a welcoming Captain, one who is as ruthless and calculating if not more than those who held the mantle before him.
Bards along the coast can oft be heard singing this song:
All ye lost and seeking freedom
All ye willing might hear the song
The Paupers Bride and her Captains calling
Of what whispers ye dreamin of?
The Deep One listens when ye call
In winds of change the sun may set
If ye seek Freedom all fer naught
The many seas they sing fer thee
Do ye not seek all the answers?
Who are ye to question thee?
Lost without yer sense of freedom
The Sirens Song will set ye free