Achaean News
a change in the winds!
Written by: Grandmaster Icraa Storm
Date: Monday, September 11th, 2023
Addressed to: Pathwalking Senator Lurch Si'Talvace, Shielded Playwright
I expect nothing less from Kieva, and let me explain why.
I have sailed past her for months, years even, finding her in the same spot; east of Polyargos, hunting those poor shraymors to extinction, as per Cyrenian tradition, in a galley nonetheless. I have hailed her counless times, with no response. So I thought it was about time for an alertness check, I managed to fire a few hooks, no response, then a few darts, still no response. I waited for a little while, until i finally got a response. And the response was "who'se ship" and just a couple sentences later she continued to claim to know it was me all along, and the conversation just continued with lies upon lies from her. While Cyrene is a place where lies are commonplace, I find them rather insulting and disrespectful. So I grabbed my ballista and continued to fire. While she kept contradicting herself over and over again.
Yes, I used to live in Cyrene and and call it my home, and you say that like it means something. Yet you, nor any Senator or Minister let me have the benefit of doubt. None of you approached me, even though you are very familiar with my reputation on the oceans, and what I have done for the mariners over the centuries, and if you held me in as high regards as you claim to do, you would have approached me. Instead you chose to interfere in a fight between me and Landon, on Landon's side of course, someone who has made a career of sinking Cyrenians if I am not mistaken. And for what? Just so you could pick up an easy claim to glory because you managed to sink me alongside ANOTHER galley? While I was on my way back from training my crew in my brand new strider? Allow me to be the first to congratulate you!
Finally, you dont allow me to sink you, I've been allowing you to float... until now, a fitting reward i think.
- Storm
Penned by my hand on the 6th of Chronos, in the year 926 AF.
a change in the winds!
Written by: Grandmaster Icraa Storm
Date: Monday, September 11th, 2023
Addressed to: Pathwalking Senator Lurch Si'Talvace, Shielded Playwright
I expect nothing less from Kieva, and let me explain why.
I have sailed past her for months, years even, finding her in the same spot; east of Polyargos, hunting those poor shraymors to extinction, as per Cyrenian tradition, in a galley nonetheless. I have hailed her counless times, with no response. So I thought it was about time for an alertness check, I managed to fire a few hooks, no response, then a few darts, still no response. I waited for a little while, until i finally got a response. And the response was "who'se ship" and just a couple sentences later she continued to claim to know it was me all along, and the conversation just continued with lies upon lies from her. While Cyrene is a place where lies are commonplace, I find them rather insulting and disrespectful. So I grabbed my ballista and continued to fire. While she kept contradicting herself over and over again.
Yes, I used to live in Cyrene and and call it my home, and you say that like it means something. Yet you, nor any Senator or Minister let me have the benefit of doubt. None of you approached me, even though you are very familiar with my reputation on the oceans, and what I have done for the mariners over the centuries, and if you held me in as high regards as you claim to do, you would have approached me. Instead you chose to interfere in a fight between me and Landon, on Landon's side of course, someone who has made a career of sinking Cyrenians if I am not mistaken. And for what? Just so you could pick up an easy claim to glory because you managed to sink me alongside ANOTHER galley? While I was on my way back from training my crew in my brand new strider? Allow me to be the first to congratulate you!
Finally, you dont allow me to sink you, I've been allowing you to float... until now, a fitting reward i think.
- Storm
Penned by my hand on the 6th of Chronos, in the year 926 AF.