Lands of Osai/Myth and Legend

Tales

Nocaneb's Watch

Legend has it that there was once a captain of the Nocaneb Guard with eyes as keen as a hawk. Being a handsome man, he attracted the attentions of a Dark Witch, but he refused her advances. Infuriated, she cast a curse on the captain, and his wondrous eyesight was lost.

Suddenly, the whole world became a blur, and the closer an object was, the worse his vision became. In a fit of despair, the captain stumbled up the long stairwell of the tallest tower in Nocaneb; the White Spire. There, at the highest point on the continent and the lowest point of his life, he readied himself to jump...and suddenly found clarity. Though everything close to him was only a mass of color, he saw the surrounding woodlands which stretched miles and miles away as clearly as if he were looking through a spyglass.

From then on, the captain established the Nocaneb Watch and to this day members of the watch guard the city like hawks.

How Euran Kandurell Lost His Nose

So you want to know how I lost my nose? I'll tell you the tale.

There was this enormous battle in Lenamaziel - Cathayans pouring down on us from all sides. We were all but trapped, we were massively outnumbered, and those Cathayan devils were coming at us screaming like devils. My men and I held against the onslaught - took a good many of them down to hell, but as time passed it became obvious that we Arcaeans just didn't have enough /men/. We were losing one man to their three, but that wasn't good enough odds. So, give this epic battle a few hours - imagine the stench, will you - and I'm standing on top of a pile of dead men about a dozen metres high!

All my men were dead by now, y'see, and I'm surrounded by the Cathayan horde. Let me tell you about the smell! I've got the bodies of a hundred men decaying below me, I've been sweating and bleeding on the battlefield for half a day, and then there are the Cathayans ... Anyway, after a while it gets so bad that I just rips my own nose off.