Nosferatus Family/Abbot/Roleplay1

Good, or bad news?

Abbot was sitting on a deserted beach close to the City watching the setting sun in the west. He gazed upon the southern waters a few time, wondering. He got news from foreign merchants that more and more nobles from across the seas where interested in the Isle Republic. He wondered how things would look like if they'd settled down. Madina was a fairly civilized place by now and abbot was proud of it. But he would never want it to to become some high class, fancy Kingdom seized by a few power and wealth hungry nobles.

Looking back east at the silhouette of his City he smiled, Madina had already grown big and his group of friends would never let such beautiful place be taken so fast. Maybe these nobles would give him a chance to advance further north, and secure the rest of the island, more land, less trouble he thought.

He took a few gulps of rum and started to sing. He sang loud and proud about the land he loved. The land of promises and dreams, a land of hopes and future. No one could ever seize a dream like that...

Over the waves lays the land of the brave, where seagulls do flock, for land i shall gaze.
May 'er winds carry us safely, surely 'n fast, ow golden glow beeches, 'er spell has been cast.
[|Big Blue Deep (listen song here)]