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 Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 10:55 am
Daughter Island: Raised Hell
Linked to Island's Hostory  "What ever could have brought you here? you unfortunate soul, for this is the devil's land raised into the sky; The Dragon Casimir tree's home. Sure it looks safe and delightful to boot, but if you harbor any sins you'll likely never leave! Drink aplenty, company delightful, vixens and gents to turn your fancy round. So please, quench your thirst and hang around just let it be known that home you've found for likeliness is your hear to stay on Raised Hell, devil's island." - A young little daemon girl is singing as she swings from a raised root of the dominant plant of the land, The Dragon Casimir tree. Her twisted sweet and alluring voice sends chills down your spine as you enter the harbor. To the right is a gang way wooden bridge up to the top of the floating land, it lures you in as you smell fine wine and roasting pig... all common delights of the residents. So for now, eat, drink, be merry, just be careful that you don't loose yourself whilst you're here.- NPC Little Girl
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 11:11 am
 Locations Of Importance:
- Casimir Tree
- Crag Inn
- Daily Market
- Gritious Manor
- The Caves
- The Docks- NPC GUARD -
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 11:50 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 12:51 pm
Redin was at the docks early that morning, for no better reason than that he was checking up on his ship. It was an impressive vestal, undergoing a few minor touch-ups after a major construction phase in efforts to build a ship grand enough to fit his aspiration to be a dominant force of the skys. His father Darago had held a similar ship, but it would soon be retired and Redin found reconstruction to be far too tedious for him to wish otherwise. The tree he had brought in had been his mother's gift to him, a large Dragon Casimir tree, braced in gold rings instead of the common iron workings of lesser ships that give the tree's branches the shape of spread out wings. A deep blood red canvas had been constructed, ribbed with steel workings and affixed to a gold plated base it was a fine piece of work. The ship itself dwarfed nearly every building on the island as it could house a full crew and passengers comfortably complete with it's own kitchen. It would be there for the long haul, Redin made sure of it. Letting the ship wrights and their apprentices get back to work, Redin headed back up the rope bridge to see if he could find any good grub from the market before he went back to planning out his adventure. The main reason for his adventure would be to prove his worth and be accepted as a man amongst the community, as was tradition; the other reason was simply to leave the small rock he has had to call home for what seems like forty years.
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