Wy'rded Tales - Stories of Zyathé

Cheers and greetings, my friends! I am gladdened to see you again as  we wander this Wy’rded World together. We’ll soon disembark onto the great bazaar of Serpent Cove, one of my favorite cities amidst the beautiful Blueshine Archipelago. If you can’t find what you’re looking for here, I doubt it can be found anywhere! There’s no black market in these isles; you can buy and sell anything you like, so long as you pay the tax levied by the Merchant Lords. I’ve got a few contacts amongst the Myruunese vendors that can procure even the most obscure items. For example, I am in need of a...

Sailors! Merchants! Fisherfolk! Travelers! One and all, take heed! Lady Aquera is not a goddess to whom you should give passing reverence, only when you are about to embark upon her waters. Do not even the Goruund of the scalding Dakon Buanda honor the mountain springs that sustain them? Is the grain that feeds your families not carried upon the great rivers to reach the market? Do the rains not revive a dry land, ease a parched throat, and wash away the filth that breeds disease? What of the beauty that gratifies the soul when beholding a placid lake? Are the seas not roads greater than the...

Hail friend, you seem a little lost. New to the isles? You have the look of one that hasn’t traveled ten miles beyond your home until now, and from somewhere far inland at that. No, I don’t mean any offense, no shame in it. It’s just you seemed to be staring at those Myruun sailors over there like you’d never seen their ilk before. I’d be happy to introduce you to the masters of the sea; I’ve served, bled, laughed, and cried alongside Myruun on a dozen different ships over the past 25 years, and owe more than a few of them my life. It’s the least I could do. The stout-hearted, and steadfast...

Did you hear Fishmouth spluttering on again about one of those “secret” Myruun cities? Full of grog and fool’s tales, he is. You ever met a Myruun that didn’t brag from Sulrise to Eventine ‘bout their ships, their bloody floating cities, and every other thing they ever done? You’d think the gods had never even thought of water before their kind came along. ‘Sides, what use would there be in telling us ‘bout some of their floating cities, and not the others? What’ve they got to hide, eh?  Fishmouth was trying to convince me there’s nearly a score of those ocean-riding cities out there, beyond...

That’s Commodore Misvanarga! The Kraken-killer! They say he don’t set foot on land but for the most important of occasions, so he must be meetin’ with one of the Merchant Lords or summat. I seen the emerald sails on the ships that came into harbor yesterday – but his fleet is scattered across the Blueshine – would’a never guessed he was here in person! We gotta get to the wharf later and try’n get a look at his flagship, the Saltscourge. They say it’s the biggest vessel this side of the Mystranic; if’n you can rub Aquera’s face on the figurehead, beasts from the deep will bring you back to...

Ha! I can see the “hidden” smuggler’s holds on that jumped-up barge from here. Won’t make it a mile into Andvallan waters before it’s boarded. I’ve worked with real blockade runners before; it’s a profession that quickly separates the quick and the clever from the imprisoned, or the dead.  What? Don’t act so nervous, all trade is fair game here in the cities of the Blueshine. Business is business here, it’s when you head up to Verdestia proper that you’ve got to worry about the sort of goods you’re carrying. Raw flowstones from the Onyx Sea down in Sundestia, for example, are strictly...