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</head><body><p class="default-style">Dorhak is appalled at the damage done by the fish people. Why, they damn near destroyed his (well, his with the other dwarves) boat. No. The sailors all say ship. The fiends. He’s just sorry there aren’t more of them to kill.</p><p class="default-style"><br></p><p class="default-style">"sailors, repair the sails as best you can. We'll limp into the next port and hope to find more." He looks like he is thinking a bit, then says "Arawn, can you still keep the ship going with your magic?"</p><p class="default-style"><br></p><p class="default-style">also, I think this means we will need to keep arms close at hand every day and night. I’ll set up a schedule. You Fae will do best at night, as will we dwarves. You sailors from Damon will not have any night duty. Those that are on guard are expected to be armed, with shields nearby. Armor is up to you."</p><p class="default-style"><br></p><p class="default-style">ooc- the schedule will be developed later. But the assignment happen here.</p><p class="default-style"><br></p><p class="default-style">toward evening that day, just before sundown, Dorhak walks to the bow of the ship, proud that he’s using the correct terms. He stands there for a short time, looking out over the water, the sun looking like a red fire about to douse itself in the sea. He bows his head and begins to sing in a deep voice:</p><p class="default-style"><br></p><p class="default-style"><br></p><p class="default-style">Far over the misty mountains cold<br>To dungeons deep, and caverns old<br>We must away,'ere break of day<br>To find our long forgotten gold<br>The pines were roaring on the height<br>The winds were moaning in the night<br>The fire was red, it flaming spread<br>The trees like torches blazed with light</p><p class="default-style"><br>Far over the misty mountains cold<br>To dungeons deep, and caverns old<br>For ancient king, and elvish lord<br>There many a gleaming golden hoard<br>They shaped and wrought, and light they caught<br>To hide in gems, on hilt of sword</p><p class="default-style"><br>Far over the misty mountains cold<br>To dungeons deep, and caverns old<br>We must away ere break of day<br>To see the pale, enchanted gold</p><p class="default-style"><br></p><p class="default-style"><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v65ffiQvo6A">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v65ffiQvo6A</a></p><p class="default-style"><br></p><p class="default-style">Ooc- if you want real audio click the link</p><p class="default-style"><br></p><p class="default-style">After he's done, and the sun passes away for this day, he turns away wearily, and heads to his cabin.</p><p class="default-style"><br></p><p class="default-style"><br></p></body></html>