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Hand of Tethra - Prologue
William, give me the will to stand against all odds,
And the strength to persevere through these tasks ahead of me.
Richard, give me the head to know well my chosen path,
And the determination to be as unstoppable as the very sea I ride.
Patrick, give me the luck to survive what I get myself into,
And the heart to hold my friends, lovers, and family.
-Aerish Redeemer's Prayer
The old man at the bar was ageless in his antiquity. His face showed the signs of long years at sea, sand and saltwater having worn away what little softness he may have once carried in his features. His fingers cradled a pipe between their narrow tips; his chapped lips would allow small wafts of blue-grey smoke to coil around him like a lazy serpent before finding sanctuary in the rafters above. Long trails of white hair mirrored the smoke, leading down into his silvered mane of a beard. Through the tangled mess, his scattered braids were beaded and kn
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