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He carries along,burying the blade of his sword into the ground as though it was a walking stick. The blueish black cloak he wears, torn, ripped, revealing the broken leather armor and eaqually torn and ripped pants. All of which covered in dark, now dry stains, possibly from the healing scabs of the wounds he has apparently suffered.

He remembers the ship he was on.....attacked, not the nigh before last in his memory, but he knows it feels far longer, by cuthroats. With the rudder man dead, nobody could steer the ship, and it hit something.....rocks....it hit rocks....

rocks in the middle of the ocean?

where is this place?

Aftwords he woke up on a beach.....a beach of this place...this strange...island. It was not on his maps, but the charts were horribly outdated anyway.

He wondered if the cuthroats that wounded him were of this land....or if theres any inhabitants at all...

He stops at the crest of a hill, coughing and hacking wildly. He must have been exposed to wild air for several days....

Whats that? Smoke?

He turns his head out over the fields before him

A walled city.....there must be people in it.....they will assist me!

The man vigorously walks stumbles towards the city, driving his now useless sword into the earth and throwing himself upon it.

The man, now known as Innar Absech, sits at the table on the roof of the place he now knows as the tavern....he thinks to himself as he reflects

Half dead I arrived.....a sage, saved my life. My clothes...they will not do at all, and the things I've seen here make me want to curl up into a ball and die.

Its just like home, but its even worse.....ten foot beasts wanting to eat me. Eight foot pillars that can supposedly talk, and the people don't die here, oh no, they float around as ghosts, cloudy puffy ghosts.

I met a man named Liles.....I got the information I needed from him, since I am going to stay here long, Unless I can find a port of some sort.....I'll call it a vacation...the vacation from moshrans realms.

By the gods, what did I ever do to deserve this life?

Kevin is feeling better and stumbles out of the inn and see's the strange man
on the tavern roof

decides to go talk to him ... he seems harmless

as he slowly walks to the tavern ... and then upstrais to the roof

"greetings stranger may i ask who you are? you look ... unknown to this land"

"I am Innar Absech" Innar replies nonchalantly. "And I apologize, but I must get back to the Inn."