Written By Wash
March 30, 2018, 2:56 a.m.(6/15/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Aiden
We follow orders. We survive. Family matters more than anything after that. I should never have doubted you, only wish it hadn't taken me so long to write you a letter.
Written By Wash
March 29, 2018, 11:34 p.m.(6/14/1008 AR)
To everyone who promised their support for the Sailor's Ball, you have my most sincere gratitude and apologies. Unfortunately, my Catalana, without whom I would never be able to arrange such a challenging event, has found herself in dire straits.
For those that know her, her first pregnancy required extensive recuperation, and this second child seems more challenging. We are fortunate to have a master physician and mercy numbered among our close relatives, so I don't wish to raise any alarm, but due to these complications, we are unable to complete the preparations for the Sailor's Ball.
It is my hope that all of you who looked forward to experiencing some of the Sailing life in the safety and the security of the Golden Hart will one day get that opportunity; I fully intend to attempt such an ambitions event at a later date. My gratitude to all those who will express their charitable thoughts in this effort and on my wife's health.
For those that know her, her first pregnancy required extensive recuperation, and this second child seems more challenging. We are fortunate to have a master physician and mercy numbered among our close relatives, so I don't wish to raise any alarm, but due to these complications, we are unable to complete the preparations for the Sailor's Ball.
It is my hope that all of you who looked forward to experiencing some of the Sailing life in the safety and the security of the Golden Hart will one day get that opportunity; I fully intend to attempt such an ambitions event at a later date. My gratitude to all those who will express their charitable thoughts in this effort and on my wife's health.
Written By Wash
March 29, 2018, 10:59 p.m.(6/14/1008 AR)
In light of recent changes in leadership, I have resigned as Admiral of House Kennex. I will continue to support my House in raising funds to help maintain and expand the influence of House Kennex and the Compact.
Written By Wash
March 22, 2018, 9:07 p.m.(5/28/1008 AR)
There are terrible destructive forces on the ocean. There are people who might soil themselves simply to think about being out of sight of land. And yet, the Mourning Sea, unbefouled by the Darkwater Deeps, is the most beautiful sight I have ever seen.
With caravels, and Carvel-hulled cogs, and no darkwater to impede, the Eastern Continent and the Southern will be open for trade. What magnificence will we find out there, in the distance, beyond the horizon? What beauties have we not yet beheld? What lands will there be beyond those? Could it be possible one day to sail past the mirror and explore the lands of the Gods? Getting there might be the easy part... returning? Not so much.
With caravels, and Carvel-hulled cogs, and no darkwater to impede, the Eastern Continent and the Southern will be open for trade. What magnificence will we find out there, in the distance, beyond the horizon? What beauties have we not yet beheld? What lands will there be beyond those? Could it be possible one day to sail past the mirror and explore the lands of the Gods? Getting there might be the easy part... returning? Not so much.
Written By Wash
March 21, 2018, 1:49 a.m.(5/24/1008 AR)
The ships rose up from the waters. I swear they were the same ships we sunk yesterday, back again. Somehow, the enemy has found a way to bring back not just those who had been taken by the sea but the vessels that carried them.
This time they brought reinforcements. Perhaps they found those reinforcements in the waters around Setarco, who can say? It was a mystery how they were sustained outside the Darkwaters. What happened when the storm blew away the darkwaters around Maelstrom? The enemy dispersed. Not so here.
Then the Red Serpent exploded. I have never seen something burn so quickly. It boiled the water, pushing it out over the enemy fleet like a burst of lava spewing forth from the ocean. That was not enough to end our foe, but it did provoke their master to show himself.
A shark. Armored entirely in glass. Eighty foot long. We have long believed there are monsters in the sea. The sea doesn't need monsters, there is room enough for everyday creatures to grow to such enormous size.
My first instinct was to destroy the beast. I dropped my anchor and hoped to entangle the creature, then winch it up against my hull and cut it in half with the leverage of my capstan. But the High Lord issued orders to focus on the enemy, ignore the shark. Unfortunately, he did not ignore me.
So we sailed away from it, dodging, tacking, jibing. Eventually it did catch us, no cog, not even the Bounty can match the natural grace of a shark in its element. But it caught us by the anchor, which I severed. We had one last chance to run before it. At least this way it did not devour any other ships in the meantime.
Something went wrong however. I believe Mangata must have favored us. The shark died, whatever held it's mirrored armor to its body relaxed and the glass shards scattered over the entire fleet. No one was unscathed. Then the darkwaters poured out of the shark. They must have been inside the beast all along, sustaining our enemies. They did not last long, though their parting blow was almost as painful as the glass explosion.
We will face such threats again. I hope that Mangata favors us then as well.
This time they brought reinforcements. Perhaps they found those reinforcements in the waters around Setarco, who can say? It was a mystery how they were sustained outside the Darkwaters. What happened when the storm blew away the darkwaters around Maelstrom? The enemy dispersed. Not so here.
Then the Red Serpent exploded. I have never seen something burn so quickly. It boiled the water, pushing it out over the enemy fleet like a burst of lava spewing forth from the ocean. That was not enough to end our foe, but it did provoke their master to show himself.
A shark. Armored entirely in glass. Eighty foot long. We have long believed there are monsters in the sea. The sea doesn't need monsters, there is room enough for everyday creatures to grow to such enormous size.
My first instinct was to destroy the beast. I dropped my anchor and hoped to entangle the creature, then winch it up against my hull and cut it in half with the leverage of my capstan. But the High Lord issued orders to focus on the enemy, ignore the shark. Unfortunately, he did not ignore me.
So we sailed away from it, dodging, tacking, jibing. Eventually it did catch us, no cog, not even the Bounty can match the natural grace of a shark in its element. But it caught us by the anchor, which I severed. We had one last chance to run before it. At least this way it did not devour any other ships in the meantime.
Something went wrong however. I believe Mangata must have favored us. The shark died, whatever held it's mirrored armor to its body relaxed and the glass shards scattered over the entire fleet. No one was unscathed. Then the darkwaters poured out of the shark. They must have been inside the beast all along, sustaining our enemies. They did not last long, though their parting blow was almost as painful as the glass explosion.
We will face such threats again. I hope that Mangata favors us then as well.
Written By Wash
March 18, 2018, 11:18 p.m.(5/20/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Catalana
My beloved,
I live and will return to you. No prophecy will predict the demise of what lies between us. No demon will separate us. Our love is as deep as the ocean, as unstoppable as the tide, as constant as the sunrise. Though distance parts us now, we will be together again, as sure as the storms will one day break.
Wash.
I live and will return to you. No prophecy will predict the demise of what lies between us. No demon will separate us. Our love is as deep as the ocean, as unstoppable as the tide, as constant as the sunrise. Though distance parts us now, we will be together again, as sure as the storms will one day break.
Wash.
Written By Wash
Feb. 21, 2018, 12:17 a.m.(3/24/1008 AR)
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The Lighthouse Keeper's Daughter
--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--
|--Intro--|Am------|Am7-----|C-------|G-------|Am------|
|Am-------|--------|--------|-C------|-G------|----Am--|
|Am-------|--------|--------|-C------|-G------|----Am--|
|Dm-------|----G---|----C---|---G----|--------|---C----|
|---------|---Dm---|----G---|---C----|--------|--------|
|--G------|---G----|--------|--------|--------|--------|
|--Am-----|---C----|----G---|---Dm---|--------|--------|
The heavy sea was crashing, on the cliffs of Mada Layne
The moon was a ghostly darter, behind the cloudy seas
The beacon was a spear of sunlight, oer the broken wave
And a pirate captain's sailing...
.~;`.,'Sailing...`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~.
.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'Sailing...`.,'`~..,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~
.~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.
.~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`..~;`.,'`~.,'`
,'`~.A Pirate came a’sailing, over the stormy sea.~;`..
,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.
.~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
The captain was a sailor, but as pretty as e're had been
He’d a Lycene hat onnis foretop, Setarco lace at his chin
A coat of Grayson velvet, and boots laced up to his thigh
His fur-lined pants were astolen, and fit without a sigh
He sailed like a seaborn shadow, into the lighthouse quay
And up the cliff he scampered, the moonlight lit his way
To the lighthouse proper, it’s doors were all shut tight
He knocked on a well-locked window, away from any light
He whistle a tune at the winda, and who was waiting there
But the Bess the keeper's daughter,
The Lighthouse Keeper's daughter
plaiting loveknots in her hair
One kiss, my bonnie sweetheart, I’m after a prize tonight
I shall be back with a treasure, afore the morning light
Yet if the redcoats aspy me and harry me thru the day...
.,';:',., ...:::Look for me by the moonlight
.:;/@.&$@%):...:::::::Watch for me by the moonlight
:.. :(&%#:@).......::::::::::::::`````` :::::::``````
:::::...^$&0)<'>@;
:::::::::::...:::::::::......:::::::....:::..
I’ll come to thee by the moonlight,:::::::``````
Though the abyss should bar my way.:::````
:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::``````
`````````````````````````````
He scaled the lighthouse window, to feel his lover’s hand
The rainslick wall defied him, up nary a yardarm’s span
She cast her hair thru the pane, a lock came tumbl'n down
A ring of gold in the moonlight, plaited round and around
Prettier than Setarco lace and softer than Grayson velvet
Down the rocky cliff he clambered, down to his ship below
Down to the waiting tiller, and the current that she rode
|Am-------|--------|--------|-C------|-G------|----Am--|
|Am-------|--------|--------|-C------|-G------|----Am--|
|Dm-------|----G---|----C---|---G----|--------|---C----|
|---------|---Dm---|----G---|---C----|--------|--------|
|--G------|---G----|--------|--------|--------|--------|
|--Am-----|---C----|----G---|---Dm---|--------|--------|
He did not come at the dawning. He did not come at noon
And out of the tawny sunset, before the rise of the moon
The waves were a darkling meer, lit the lighthouse spear
A red-dressed fleet came sailing...
.~;`.,'Sailing...`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~.
.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'Sailing...`.,'`~..,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~
,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.
~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`..~;`.,'`~.,'`
A redcoat fleet came sailing, unto the lighthouse near.
,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.
.~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
They gave no word to the keeper, they dint dowse the light
They took the keeper's daughter, clasped her feet up tight
A plot they'd laid in motion, the pirate captain's pursuit
To end here with an arrow if he came close enough to shoot
They only needed assistance to bring their prey to heel.
And Bess, the keeper’s daughter...
The Lighthouse Keeper's daughter
...was where they set their steel
The pirate captain’s orders, they asked, and then inquired
They could have torn it from her, but then she was inspired
She spoke with loving fervor, of her pirate captain’s hopes
That they’d be bound together, on waves they’d make a home.
And all it took was a whisper and a quietly shameful glance
Admit where she would see him and to give her love a chance
.,';:',., ...To watch for him by the moonlight
.:;/@.&$@%):...::::::::Wait for him by the moonlight
:.. :(&%#:@).......::::::::::::::`````` :::::::``````
:::::...^$&0)<'>@;
:::::::::::...:::::::::......:::::::....:::..
Look for him by the moonlight,:::::::``````
And warn him of his death.:::::::````
::::::::::::::::::::::::::``````
`````````````````````````
Alone upon the clifftop, the icey wind at her side
A lighthouse keeper's daughter, kept her hope alive
That on the fickle ocean, born on the wayward tides
Her love had been misled, and would not soon arrive
But recreant the moonlight no man's ship would hide
A ship was coming closer, against the flowing tide
|Am-------|--C-----|---G----|--------|--------|----Am--|
|Am-------|--C-----|---G----|--------|--------|----Am--|
|---------|----G---|----C---|---G----|---Dm---|--------|
|Am-------|--C-----|---G----|--------|--------|----Am--|
|Am-------|--C-----|---G----|--------|--------|----Am--|
|---------|----G---|----C---|---G----|---Dm---|--------|
o They’d bound her fingers tightly
F They’d threatened to kill her sire
___/L They’d put her feet in irons
] They stood ready by to fire.
/ If she warned him with a shouting
. He'd be too close at hand
`. The arrows'd befall him and
; on his head they’d land.
. She stepped her way to the cliffside
\ Where the redcoats thought that
: would expect her there to greet him
. they done it all their days.
} Bess hoped there it'd be a warning
[. to see her there abide,
}. and caution’d be upon him
\ \ he'd turn his ship aside.
. . But the foggy night betrayed her,
\ \ }. the lighthouse did not show her,
.. . and the crashing spray below her
. [ }. swallowed up her every sight.
.. } }
|Am-------|--------|--------|-C------|-G------|----Am--|
|Am-------|--------|--------|-C------|-G------|----Am--|
|Dm-------|----G---|----C---|---G----|--------|---C----|
|---------|---Dm---|----G---|---C----|--------|--------|
|--G------|---G----|--------|--------|--------|--------|
|--Am-----|---C----|----G---|---Dm---|--------|--------|
The pirate captain’s promise, carried him thru the gloom
Blind he was to his love's sight atop the crashing plume
And on his ship came sailing...~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~
.~;`.,'Sailing...`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~.
.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'Sailing...`.,'`~..,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~
.~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.
~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
On his ship came sailing, toward it’s cliffside doom.
,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.
.~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
With only an abyss before her, one step was her hecatomb
Waves crashing hard below her; an sonorous, endless boom
But Bess the keeper’s daughter,
The lighthouse keeper’s daughter
And forward leapt the woman, to fall a half a rell below
The pirate captain knew Bess, that nary a careless step
Could cause his love to perish, and fall to such a depth
The treasure he had recovered, to him, no prize at all
Compared to the one f'saken, which he had just seen fall
Raising his cutlass before him, and shouted to the night
Urging his crewmen onward, readying them for the fight
The red-clad sailors came crowding, on the nearing butte
The pirate captain shamed them, quailed them with rebuke
.,';:',., ...:::::::I see you by the moonlight
.:;/@.&$@%):...:::::::I’ll hunt you in the moonlight
:.. :(&%#:@).......::::::::::::::`````` :::::::``````
:::::...^$&0)<'>@;
:::::::::::...:::::::::......:::::::....:::..
I’ll follow you in the moonlight:::::::``````
And the Abyss should be my way:::::::````
::::::::::::::::::::::::::``````
`````````````````````````
Pierced by falling arrows, still up the cliffs they raced
The pirate captain and his crew who'd just a little taste
Of redcoat’s sense of justice, and they would never deign
To yield unto them meekly, or to accept their evil reign
Of six score blooded oarsmen, only seven reached the rise
The pirate captain led them with the bloodlust in his eye
And there they met the redcoats, numbering sixty and five
With steely cut the pirate captain met his doomed demise.
|Am-------|--------|--------|-C------|-G------|----Am--|
|Am-------|--------|--------|-C------|-G------|----Am--|
|Dm-------|----G---|----C---|---G----|--------|---C----|
|---------|---Dm---|----G---|---C----|--------|--------|
|--G------|---G----|--------|--------|--------|--------|
|--Am-----|---C----|----G---|---Dm---|--------|--------|
The pirate captain's ship, untethered slipped awane
Carried by the flowing wave it was never seen again
Still they say that it’s still sailing…
.~;`.,'Sailing...`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~.
.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'Sailing...`.,'`~..,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~
.~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.
~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
Sailing the mourning ocean, with the captain's prize.
.~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
The pirate captain's body, was left there among the dead
When the reds a'went to claim it, and sever off his head
They found the deadpile wanting, vanished was the named
Over the cliffs had it too fallen, never to be reclaimed
They say that he's still sailing, beneath the sea's ebb tide
With Bess, the keeper’s daughter...
The Lighthouse Keeper’s daughter,
...sailing at his side.
((Drawn from the Highwayman by Alfred Noyes))
The Lighthouse Keeper's Daughter
--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--
|--Intro--|Am------|Am7-----|C-------|G-------|Am------|
|Am-------|--------|--------|-C------|-G------|----Am--|
|Am-------|--------|--------|-C------|-G------|----Am--|
|Dm-------|----G---|----C---|---G----|--------|---C----|
|---------|---Dm---|----G---|---C----|--------|--------|
|--G------|---G----|--------|--------|--------|--------|
|--Am-----|---C----|----G---|---Dm---|--------|--------|
The heavy sea was crashing, on the cliffs of Mada Layne
The moon was a ghostly darter, behind the cloudy seas
The beacon was a spear of sunlight, oer the broken wave
And a pirate captain's sailing...
.~;`.,'Sailing...`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~.
.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'Sailing...`.,'`~..,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~
.~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.
.~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`..~;`.,'`~.,'`
,'`~.A Pirate came a’sailing, over the stormy sea.~;`..
,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.
.~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
The captain was a sailor, but as pretty as e're had been
He’d a Lycene hat onnis foretop, Setarco lace at his chin
A coat of Grayson velvet, and boots laced up to his thigh
His fur-lined pants were astolen, and fit without a sigh
He sailed like a seaborn shadow, into the lighthouse quay
And up the cliff he scampered, the moonlight lit his way
To the lighthouse proper, it’s doors were all shut tight
He knocked on a well-locked window, away from any light
He whistle a tune at the winda, and who was waiting there
But the Bess the keeper's daughter,
The Lighthouse Keeper's daughter
plaiting loveknots in her hair
One kiss, my bonnie sweetheart, I’m after a prize tonight
I shall be back with a treasure, afore the morning light
Yet if the redcoats aspy me and harry me thru the day...
.,';:',., ...:::Look for me by the moonlight
.:;/@.&$@%):...:::::::Watch for me by the moonlight
:.. :(&%#:@).......::::::::::::::`````` :::::::``````
:::::...^$&0)<'>@;
:::::::::::...:::::::::......:::::::....:::..
I’ll come to thee by the moonlight,:::::::``````
Though the abyss should bar my way.:::````
:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::``````
`````````````````````````````
He scaled the lighthouse window, to feel his lover’s hand
The rainslick wall defied him, up nary a yardarm’s span
She cast her hair thru the pane, a lock came tumbl'n down
A ring of gold in the moonlight, plaited round and around
Prettier than Setarco lace and softer than Grayson velvet
Down the rocky cliff he clambered, down to his ship below
Down to the waiting tiller, and the current that she rode
|Am-------|--------|--------|-C------|-G------|----Am--|
|Am-------|--------|--------|-C------|-G------|----Am--|
|Dm-------|----G---|----C---|---G----|--------|---C----|
|---------|---Dm---|----G---|---C----|--------|--------|
|--G------|---G----|--------|--------|--------|--------|
|--Am-----|---C----|----G---|---Dm---|--------|--------|
He did not come at the dawning. He did not come at noon
And out of the tawny sunset, before the rise of the moon
The waves were a darkling meer, lit the lighthouse spear
A red-dressed fleet came sailing...
.~;`.,'Sailing...`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~.
.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'Sailing...`.,'`~..,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~
,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.
~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`..~;`.,'`~.,'`
A redcoat fleet came sailing, unto the lighthouse near.
,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.
.~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
They gave no word to the keeper, they dint dowse the light
They took the keeper's daughter, clasped her feet up tight
A plot they'd laid in motion, the pirate captain's pursuit
To end here with an arrow if he came close enough to shoot
They only needed assistance to bring their prey to heel.
And Bess, the keeper’s daughter...
The Lighthouse Keeper's daughter
...was where they set their steel
The pirate captain’s orders, they asked, and then inquired
They could have torn it from her, but then she was inspired
She spoke with loving fervor, of her pirate captain’s hopes
That they’d be bound together, on waves they’d make a home.
And all it took was a whisper and a quietly shameful glance
Admit where she would see him and to give her love a chance
.,';:',., ...To watch for him by the moonlight
.:;/@.&$@%):...::::::::Wait for him by the moonlight
:.. :(&%#:@).......::::::::::::::`````` :::::::``````
:::::...^$&0)<'>@;
:::::::::::...:::::::::......:::::::....:::..
Look for him by the moonlight,:::::::``````
And warn him of his death.:::::::````
::::::::::::::::::::::::::``````
`````````````````````````
Alone upon the clifftop, the icey wind at her side
A lighthouse keeper's daughter, kept her hope alive
That on the fickle ocean, born on the wayward tides
Her love had been misled, and would not soon arrive
But recreant the moonlight no man's ship would hide
A ship was coming closer, against the flowing tide
|Am-------|--C-----|---G----|--------|--------|----Am--|
|Am-------|--C-----|---G----|--------|--------|----Am--|
|---------|----G---|----C---|---G----|---Dm---|--------|
|Am-------|--C-----|---G----|--------|--------|----Am--|
|Am-------|--C-----|---G----|--------|--------|----Am--|
|---------|----G---|----C---|---G----|---Dm---|--------|
o They’d bound her fingers tightly
F They’d threatened to kill her sire
___/L They’d put her feet in irons
] They stood ready by to fire.
/ If she warned him with a shouting
. He'd be too close at hand
`. The arrows'd befall him and
; on his head they’d land.
. She stepped her way to the cliffside
\ Where the redcoats thought that
: would expect her there to greet him
. they done it all their days.
} Bess hoped there it'd be a warning
[. to see her there abide,
}. and caution’d be upon him
\ \ he'd turn his ship aside.
. . But the foggy night betrayed her,
\ \ }. the lighthouse did not show her,
.. . and the crashing spray below her
. [ }. swallowed up her every sight.
.. } }
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|Am-------|--------|--------|-C------|-G------|----Am--|
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|---------|---Dm---|----G---|---C----|--------|--------|
|--G------|---G----|--------|--------|--------|--------|
|--Am-----|---C----|----G---|---Dm---|--------|--------|
The pirate captain’s promise, carried him thru the gloom
Blind he was to his love's sight atop the crashing plume
And on his ship came sailing...~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~
.~;`.,'Sailing...`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~.
.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'Sailing...`.,'`~..,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~
.~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.
~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
On his ship came sailing, toward it’s cliffside doom.
,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.
.~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
With only an abyss before her, one step was her hecatomb
Waves crashing hard below her; an sonorous, endless boom
But Bess the keeper’s daughter,
The lighthouse keeper’s daughter
And forward leapt the woman, to fall a half a rell below
The pirate captain knew Bess, that nary a careless step
Could cause his love to perish, and fall to such a depth
The treasure he had recovered, to him, no prize at all
Compared to the one f'saken, which he had just seen fall
Raising his cutlass before him, and shouted to the night
Urging his crewmen onward, readying them for the fight
The red-clad sailors came crowding, on the nearing butte
The pirate captain shamed them, quailed them with rebuke
.,';:',., ...:::::::I see you by the moonlight
.:;/@.&$@%):...:::::::I’ll hunt you in the moonlight
:.. :(&%#:@).......::::::::::::::`````` :::::::``````
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:::::::::::...:::::::::......:::::::....:::..
I’ll follow you in the moonlight:::::::``````
And the Abyss should be my way:::::::````
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Pierced by falling arrows, still up the cliffs they raced
The pirate captain and his crew who'd just a little taste
Of redcoat’s sense of justice, and they would never deign
To yield unto them meekly, or to accept their evil reign
Of six score blooded oarsmen, only seven reached the rise
The pirate captain led them with the bloodlust in his eye
And there they met the redcoats, numbering sixty and five
With steely cut the pirate captain met his doomed demise.
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|--Am-----|---C----|----G---|---Dm---|--------|--------|
The pirate captain's ship, untethered slipped awane
Carried by the flowing wave it was never seen again
Still they say that it’s still sailing…
.~;`.,'Sailing...`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~.
.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'Sailing...`.,'`~..,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~
.~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.
~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
Sailing the mourning ocean, with the captain's prize.
.~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.,'`~..~;`.,'`~.,'`~.
The pirate captain's body, was left there among the dead
When the reds a'went to claim it, and sever off his head
They found the deadpile wanting, vanished was the named
Over the cliffs had it too fallen, never to be reclaimed
They say that he's still sailing, beneath the sea's ebb tide
With Bess, the keeper’s daughter...
The Lighthouse Keeper’s daughter,
...sailing at his side.
((Drawn from the Highwayman by Alfred Noyes))
Written By Wash
Sept. 6, 2017, 7:52 p.m.(2/27/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Catalana
The first time I met Catalana, I was standing on the Bastion parapets. Not because I wanted to meet the Kennexes, they weren't interesting to me, but because my cousin dared me to scale the walls downward. Naturally we had a rope in case I fell." Wash explains. "But what we didn't count on was a very strong crossbreeze. So when I did fall, and I did, Bastion walls are defensible against climbing, even down. I swung sideways around a stanchion and they couldn't pull me up. The only option was to throw me a rope and let me shimmy the rest of the way down. Which, left me climbing down right by the drawbridge as the Kennexes came in. I thought it was a fairly notable first impression, but apparently Catalana thought I had been hung. She was quite surprised to see the hanged man sit next to her at dinner. I paid five weeks of eyrie cleaning for the privilege.
So she said to me, 'How is it that you are no longer hanged?' And I knew that I would love her forever."
So she said to me, 'How is it that you are no longer hanged?' And I knew that I would love her forever."
Written By Wash
Sept. 3, 2017, 3:12 a.m.(2/20/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Catalana
You know what babies do?
They reach up, with fingers barely larger than three grains of rice strung together. They take hold of your finger, and they cling, while looking at you with all the seriousness of an old hermit because ... they know. They know that you are the one constant that will never forsake them. The one thing they will always count on. They know from the moment you share their breath, and they share yours, that they are inextricably bound for eternity. In this life, and every one after, they will recognize each other, with just a glance, that relationship will be restored, because it transcends the power of the gods to define. We are bound, tighter than any leather, tighter than any mail, one to another, in an unbreakable commitment of love. And that's without price.
They reach up, with fingers barely larger than three grains of rice strung together. They take hold of your finger, and they cling, while looking at you with all the seriousness of an old hermit because ... they know. They know that you are the one constant that will never forsake them. The one thing they will always count on. They know from the moment you share their breath, and they share yours, that they are inextricably bound for eternity. In this life, and every one after, they will recognize each other, with just a glance, that relationship will be restored, because it transcends the power of the gods to define. We are bound, tighter than any leather, tighter than any mail, one to another, in an unbreakable commitment of love. And that's without price.
Written By Wash
Sept. 1, 2017, 2:24 p.m.(2/17/1007 AR)
Relationship Note on Catalana
Catalana has come to Arx. All is revealed. I am an idiot and a fool for thinking she would ever want anyone other than me. And Cerilla is the most wonderful gift I have ever been given. I am delighted and ecstatic. I am hopeful and complete. I cannot wait to see the King again.
I have so many things to apologize for. I totally understand why Catalana did not want to tell me. I know how I am sometimes, and honestly, I would have been like this time. The last three months have been unbearable for me, and I complained to everyone who would listen. But how much more tedious they must have been for Catalana with so much less company in Stormward and such limiting mobility.
There is a storm on the horizon still, but I can hear the sound of bells ringing. They speak of hope. The world will still be standing after the storm. Cerilla's world.
I have so many things to apologize for. I totally understand why Catalana did not want to tell me. I know how I am sometimes, and honestly, I would have been like this time. The last three months have been unbearable for me, and I complained to everyone who would listen. But how much more tedious they must have been for Catalana with so much less company in Stormward and such limiting mobility.
There is a storm on the horizon still, but I can hear the sound of bells ringing. They speak of hope. The world will still be standing after the storm. Cerilla's world.
Written By Wash
Aug. 7, 2017, 2:04 a.m.(12/22/1006 AR)
12/14/1006
Two men fell to fighting over a gambling debt today. One lies in the chirurgeon's office with brainbleed. The other will be hung from the yardarm come nightfall. His body fed to the fish. If the other opens his eyes, he may hang as well. None can agree which started the row.
Two men fell to fighting over a gambling debt today. One lies in the chirurgeon's office with brainbleed. The other will be hung from the yardarm come nightfall. His body fed to the fish. If the other opens his eyes, he may hang as well. None can agree which started the row.
Written By Wash
Aug. 7, 2017, 2:02 a.m.(12/22/1006 AR)
12/11/1006
Saw a porpoise today. Beautiful. A good sign we are making good time.
Saw a porpoise today. Beautiful. A good sign we are making good time.
Written By Wash
Aug. 7, 2017, 1:59 a.m.(12/22/1006 AR)
12/7/1006
Obviously I didn't kill myself last night. I was drunk. I'm not responsible for what is written while I'm drunk. That's why I write in the black book when I am drunk, not the white.
Two days at sea, the Coast is well, the men are well. Ghenti fell overboard. Passed out while shitting himself is the word. According to the chirurgeon he's had bowel issues since before departure. Good splicer of lines. Not much else positive to say of the sailor. Obviously his family will receive his pay from this voyage, dead or not. Good time to die though, we may be in Arx months, even years. That's a goodly sum for a family that can begin seeking a new breadwinner in less than a month.
Obviously I didn't kill myself last night. I was drunk. I'm not responsible for what is written while I'm drunk. That's why I write in the black book when I am drunk, not the white.
Two days at sea, the Coast is well, the men are well. Ghenti fell overboard. Passed out while shitting himself is the word. According to the chirurgeon he's had bowel issues since before departure. Good splicer of lines. Not much else positive to say of the sailor. Obviously his family will receive his pay from this voyage, dead or not. Good time to die though, we may be in Arx months, even years. That's a goodly sum for a family that can begin seeking a new breadwinner in less than a month.
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