[center][h3]The Isles of the Morkt[/h3][/center]

	It came without warning. Cutting through the waters was the largest ship any one in the wharf had ever seen. It was the size of their entire village, and yet held no seam in the wood. The entire ship was worked with such mastery of wood, it was first wondered if it was from the Emerald Empire, but the vast moldings of bizarre fauna (such as that of enormous tuna) and strange symbols carved into the boat with just as intense workmanship, showed otherwise. An extremely loud (and exotic) song played from the boat as it cruised by the wharf, full of guttural screams, loud plucking instruments, drums, and metallic clangs. 

Hundreds of strange faces peered overboard at the village. Some belonged to creatures the size of children, some the size of adults, and others the size of two or four adults. They all had mottled skin of dark purples, blues and earthen colors, large warty noses, pronounced chins, and eerily human eyes. Clad in fur cloaks and naturally long tangling hair that erupted messily from the tops of their heads they sneered at the villagers watching, and a few even revealed their rumps to the onlookers. 

	The sails were bundled as the leviathan ship zipped by, intent on landing. Without ceremony, the mighty ship slammed into the coast and drifted a few meters onto the shore, the wood remaining intact despite the collision. Shortly following the music stopped and gangplanks came out from the ship. A hearty laugh with rasps of malign boomed as the giant ones with moss filled hair disembarked from the ship, their stature being easily ten feet in size. Quickly the others spilled out behind them in great quantity, each inspecting the new lands. Some brought out furnishings, crude metal tools and weapons (that of spiked clubs and axes) , their intent clear: they were staying.

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A new face has arrived on one of the Morkt isles.
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