Nordican
Honorable Scoundrel
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Aedian Stenfall walked along the docks of Turgin. The coastal city was on the south eastern tip of Beraxia, home of a bright and independent kingdom. Aedian was actually the son of Lord Zardin Stenfall, a prominent member of the Beraxian court. But Aedian was not looking for the life of a courtier, to spend his days waiting for a chance at glory.
The country was at peace with it's neighbors to the north and west. But Aedian's studies had found something that ruined peace wherever it went. Grona. Grona stood for everything Aedian had learned of evil and darkness. It was said the foul demon even now was a scrouge on the country of Ylsst. Aedian had it in his mind to bring the head of Grona back to his father, as a sign of his skill courage and honor. But he would need a ship and passage to Ylsst and possibly parts beyond if Grona didn't stay in the same place.
So he walked through the port and it's smell of cooked meat, sweat and spice looking for the ship that would take him to where he needed to go. He knew in his heart he would find the ship here, he had to.
The country was at peace with it's neighbors to the north and west. But Aedian's studies had found something that ruined peace wherever it went. Grona. Grona stood for everything Aedian had learned of evil and darkness. It was said the foul demon even now was a scrouge on the country of Ylsst. Aedian had it in his mind to bring the head of Grona back to his father, as a sign of his skill courage and honor. But he would need a ship and passage to Ylsst and possibly parts beyond if Grona didn't stay in the same place.
So he walked through the port and it's smell of cooked meat, sweat and spice looking for the ship that would take him to where he needed to go. He knew in his heart he would find the ship here, he had to.
