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The Sword Coast is a magnificent place indeed. It has a nice weather, clear-sand beaches, palm-trees and lively little villages packed with all kinds of characters and fish. The best fish in all the seven kingdoms! Of course, not everything is heavenly fun along the Sword Coast. There is also caves with beasts, roads with bandits and the most terrifying storms on this side of the ocean. On a thunderous night, you can hear the waves clashing with the cliffs at the distance, as if the ocean itself were sparring the land.
It was one late day of August that the clouded skies announced a pretty ugly storm. Back at the village, Iroh, a pretty cheerful boy, helped his family set up the house for the storm. Some ropes over the house holding the roof, some wood planks on the windows and some more nails here and there and everything was set. Of course, being as kind as Iroh was, he also helped his neighbours, the local adventurer's guild, the town hall and also a couple of stands at the market. It was a long afternoon for Iroh.
But once night fell and the storm approached, Iroh felt glad he had helped the village. "I don't think the lighthouse will do enough light..." Said Iroh in a worried tone, looking through a small opening in a window. "Don't worry. I'm sure this town is not even on the nautical charts." Said the father, letting out a soft chuckle. "I don't know..." Muttered Iroh as he tried to just forget about it and go do something else.
But after helping his mother with some house chores he did forget about it. Then the family had dinner, procrastinated a little bit and then went to get some rest. And although the storm was a pretty rough one, Iroh managed to sleep all night!
The little chirp of a tiny bird on Iroh's room woke the boy. Lazily opening his eyes he noticed the bird looking back at him from the other side of the window. It seemed like the storm had managed to take some of the planks off, but besides that everything felt normal. "Good morning to you too." Said him, stretching his arms as he sat on the bed. Some face-washing and some neat breakfast later, Iroh walked out of the house and looked around.
The storm had been strong, and there were a few things broken in town... But Iroh felt a little bit selfish that morning. He really wanted to go have a walk along the coast and see if the storm had brought something to him. So he took his sword, sneaked out of town and began to walk next to the shore. There was 'something' in the air that felt special after a storm... The sand felt more loose, the ambiance felt more fresh... There where leafs and even some coconuts on the ground, little animals running around as they re-built their nests...
It was one late day of August that the clouded skies announced a pretty ugly storm. Back at the village, Iroh, a pretty cheerful boy, helped his family set up the house for the storm. Some ropes over the house holding the roof, some wood planks on the windows and some more nails here and there and everything was set. Of course, being as kind as Iroh was, he also helped his neighbours, the local adventurer's guild, the town hall and also a couple of stands at the market. It was a long afternoon for Iroh.
But once night fell and the storm approached, Iroh felt glad he had helped the village. "I don't think the lighthouse will do enough light..." Said Iroh in a worried tone, looking through a small opening in a window. "Don't worry. I'm sure this town is not even on the nautical charts." Said the father, letting out a soft chuckle. "I don't know..." Muttered Iroh as he tried to just forget about it and go do something else.
But after helping his mother with some house chores he did forget about it. Then the family had dinner, procrastinated a little bit and then went to get some rest. And although the storm was a pretty rough one, Iroh managed to sleep all night!
The little chirp of a tiny bird on Iroh's room woke the boy. Lazily opening his eyes he noticed the bird looking back at him from the other side of the window. It seemed like the storm had managed to take some of the planks off, but besides that everything felt normal. "Good morning to you too." Said him, stretching his arms as he sat on the bed. Some face-washing and some neat breakfast later, Iroh walked out of the house and looked around.
The storm had been strong, and there were a few things broken in town... But Iroh felt a little bit selfish that morning. He really wanted to go have a walk along the coast and see if the storm had brought something to him. So he took his sword, sneaked out of town and began to walk next to the shore. There was 'something' in the air that felt special after a storm... The sand felt more loose, the ambiance felt more fresh... There where leafs and even some coconuts on the ground, little animals running around as they re-built their nests...
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