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Yrmelian: Scorpion Sails - Chapter 3 (Unsplash)
The Scorpion Sails Again: Chapter 3 – “Under your heel”

The Scorpion Sails Again: Chapter 3 – “Under your heel”

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Mopping the floor was quick work, once Ríll came to help, and soon enough he and Joddhèn were enjoying a few minutes of freedom. The officers had gone up the forecastle, and were discussing among themselves, which gave them a short relief from their ordinary chores. Soon enough, Ríll was asking Joddhèn about his life, and how he had gotten himself into this mess. His answer was short: “My family was accused of treason against Ysroc-Énlil, and we were all…

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The Scorpion Sails Again: Chapter Two – A morning of horror

The Scorpion Sails Again: Chapter Two – A morning of horror

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“All on deck!” On any other morning, the raspy, booming voice of the quartermaster would have been enough to get every last man on board up and running. But this morning had not been like all the others: hours before the sun had even crept over the eastern horizon, the shrill scream of the cabin-boy had woken up the entire crew. Waking up to a dead shipmate was bad enough: it could be a sign of illness and of more…

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Yrmelian - Tales of Oúnbir: The Scorpion Sails - Chapter 1
The Scorpion Sails Again: Chapter One – Night upon the high sea

The Scorpion Sails Again: Chapter One – Night upon the high sea

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In half an instant, its shroud was swept away, revealing a long arm that reached out for something Ishgar could not see. In a blur of motion, it raised another arm upward. Metal briefly shone against the starlight. Then there was a sharp twang, a swift hiss, and Ishgar’s head jerked back. The black arrow had pierced right into his throat and through his neck. He stumbled back, tried to scream out in anguish and pain, but could only let out a low, gargled grunt. Through his strained and bloodshot eyes, he could see the stars twinkling erratically above him. And as his body slumped to the ground, his last thought drifted away, not to Barcadéna or to his home back in Joddaï, but to the realm of ancient tales, where justice and death rode together to avenge the innocent and punish the wicked.