Crothian
First Post
With most of my legends I like to present them from multiple points of reference. The following is my legend on Demon ships as is commonly told in any human port. The post following will be an elven historians comments upon hearing this tale.
The Demonships of the Fog
“So, you want to be hearing about the fog? Well, the fog is a weird lady. She hides things and distorts’em. In the fog you see images and forms, nothing that you can recognize yet everything looks familiar. And the sounds. You hear things that aren’t right, muffled moaning and gentle splashing. Things seem to all around ya even though you be alone. A smart sailor knows not to sail in the fog. Not that it’d be a good idea anyhow can’t see a good ten feet from you anyway. But it’s not that that keeps the sailors, least the smart ones, from sailing. It’s the Demon Ships. They sail when the others can’t see. Their boats be a good half again the size of what you see now. And on the bowel of the ship, instead of a nice mermaid to give your ship luck, they had demonic skulls that pour forth smoke and fire!! They have no weapons like catapults, ballista, or such, but they do fire poisonous arrows and toss rocks that explode into fireballs. They call upon the very ocean to attack you, the very sea that yee trust in every day. I’ve heard of them calling forth creatures of the water, squids and octopuses a mile long and sharks that can swallow ships hole!! But that’s not the worst of it. The ships are commanded by demons from the hells themselves. They have wolf like features, while others have large horns protruding from a demonic heads. Still others have great bat wings that they can use to fly and then they land on your ship and start tearing apart the crews. Their ships don’t burn either. Even after dumping oil on them, after the oil all burns away the ship is fine. And the creatures cannot be hurt by normal weapons, the arrows and blades just bounce of their hides. Priest can do nothing to get rid of them and they laugh at the pathetic magics a mage throws at them. Then as quickly as they appeared they are gone. Where and how, tis hard to say, but your left wondering if you really saw what you saw. ”
Common story told by sailors.
The Demonships of the Fog
“So, you want to be hearing about the fog? Well, the fog is a weird lady. She hides things and distorts’em. In the fog you see images and forms, nothing that you can recognize yet everything looks familiar. And the sounds. You hear things that aren’t right, muffled moaning and gentle splashing. Things seem to all around ya even though you be alone. A smart sailor knows not to sail in the fog. Not that it’d be a good idea anyhow can’t see a good ten feet from you anyway. But it’s not that that keeps the sailors, least the smart ones, from sailing. It’s the Demon Ships. They sail when the others can’t see. Their boats be a good half again the size of what you see now. And on the bowel of the ship, instead of a nice mermaid to give your ship luck, they had demonic skulls that pour forth smoke and fire!! They have no weapons like catapults, ballista, or such, but they do fire poisonous arrows and toss rocks that explode into fireballs. They call upon the very ocean to attack you, the very sea that yee trust in every day. I’ve heard of them calling forth creatures of the water, squids and octopuses a mile long and sharks that can swallow ships hole!! But that’s not the worst of it. The ships are commanded by demons from the hells themselves. They have wolf like features, while others have large horns protruding from a demonic heads. Still others have great bat wings that they can use to fly and then they land on your ship and start tearing apart the crews. Their ships don’t burn either. Even after dumping oil on them, after the oil all burns away the ship is fine. And the creatures cannot be hurt by normal weapons, the arrows and blades just bounce of their hides. Priest can do nothing to get rid of them and they laugh at the pathetic magics a mage throws at them. Then as quickly as they appeared they are gone. Where and how, tis hard to say, but your left wondering if you really saw what you saw. ”
Common story told by sailors.