Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Tales from the Trackless Sea: Shoonaryn
After signing all the documents relating to her imminent departure, Alia retired to her aft quarters. The private chamber had all the typical creature comforts; however, she thought not as comfortable as her lair. After slipping into something more comfortable, humanoid clothing was something she could not get used to; Shoonaryn Bräunen, for that was her real name, produced a magical bowl and looked upon its watery surface to see her true reflection. The bowl was very old, believed it dated back to the Shoon Empire; and it carried a powerful elemental magic. With the bowl she intended to pilot the Protector utilizing her command over the elementals within, they would even provide extra muscle if she needed them.
The Water-Weird snaked up her form and around her neck to rest in the rafters over its master, silent, and watching. When Alia spoke, her breath made ripples on the surface of the water; each word carried a powerful elemental command.
With the calling complete Alia looked up, “Soon my pet, we will be on our way to the Purple Rocks and you will kill the puppet King Selger.” With that knowledge the Weird flicked a trident-tipped tongue excitedly at Alia.