"I did not know if the victory we had won, for victory it surely seemed to be, was decisive or not, but I well knew that the twenty-fifth of Se'Kara, for that was the day on which this battle had been fought, would not be soon forgotten in Port Kar, that scity once called squalid and malignant, but which had now found a Home Stone, that city once called the scourge of gleaming Thassa, but which might now be better spoken of, as she had been by some of her citizens aforetimes, as her jewel, the jewel of gleaming Thassa."

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Feel the wind, and climb up high,
Look out sharp for men will try.

Heed the calls, signals, and warnings.
Balistae and Catapults lobbing their warring.

Clash of steel and splintering wood,
War cries of men, in battle they stood.

Thassan winds will fill men's sails,
Drinking songs, sing of pirating tales.

Admirals, Captains, men of all kind,
Just about anything you will find.

Thieving den, floating market place,
Drunken urts and waterways.

Canals with skiffs and paga taverns aplenty.
Heated slaves the men always find ready. 

Fighting men enjoying a brawl,
Women there to cheer it all.

The CoC will rule them all,
Karians all will heed their call.

Their Home Stone kept in a sacred place,
Vows made strong to keep safe. 

Free or slave it matters not,
The watch be round to watch the lot. 

Ships be loaded with coffers from afar
The shouts ring out, HAIL PORT KAR!
 

 

(Written by Lady Kait Falcone 03.04.2016)

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