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== Nessa the Good Year 1,030== | == Nessa the Good Year 1,030== | ||
− | + | Nessa was a young lay-priest of the Light in Cornia. She had beautiful golden-white hair, stunning ice-blue eyes, and disturbingly beautiful and fair skin. | |
− | + | Nessa was imprisoned for preaching while supposedly inciting to riot in what was essentially a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. In reality she was trying to use calm words of reason to keep the peace between the two sides, but that's Cornia for you. | |
− | Even while imprisoned she kept up her rigorous religious observations, even making a life-time convert and new friend, | + | Even while imprisoned she kept up her rigorous religious observations, even making a life-time convert and new friend, Tarkan Jebb, an ex-naval-officer turned (briefly) to buccaneer. |
− | When she was chosen for one of the earliest golem-ship sentences, she did not despair, and survivors said she would sing to them for hours on end to help keep their spirits us. Then, as they passed through the | + | When she was chosen for one of the earliest golem-ship sentences, she did not despair, and survivors said she would sing to them for hours on end to help keep their spirits us. Then, as they passed through the Curtain of Death, she a white nimbus softly enveloped the ship and no screams were heard to issue from it. |
− | The few scavengers that came down from | + | The few scavengers that came down from Hell's Point to greet the dead and scrounge what they could from the fallen were awestruck when she strode upon the water to offer a saving hand to those that could not last in the freezing depths. All the while with a grim look of determination on her smeared and filthy face. |
Miraculously, of the one hundred souls aboard that doomed vessel, a phenomenal thirty-two of them made the crossing safely, more than doubling the current population. | Miraculously, of the one hundred souls aboard that doomed vessel, a phenomenal thirty-two of them made the crossing safely, more than doubling the current population. | ||
Since that fateful day she's been a voice of reason, a constant bastuib of support, and, perhaps, most importantly, hope, to those of Hell's Point. There is not a day she doesn't provide some physical or spiritual comfort, tend to the ill, or listen to the stories of the scouts who go beyond the horizon and provide level-headed insight on those subjects that might affect the whole community. | Since that fateful day she's been a voice of reason, a constant bastuib of support, and, perhaps, most importantly, hope, to those of Hell's Point. There is not a day she doesn't provide some physical or spiritual comfort, tend to the ill, or listen to the stories of the scouts who go beyond the horizon and provide level-headed insight on those subjects that might affect the whole community. | ||
− | Even poor | + | Even poor Tarkan made it through, on a later ship. He spoke of not having anything to live for but to see 'Sweet Nessa's smile" again and when he did, he professed his unswerving devotion to her from that day forward. |
== Making Lemonade Year 1,040== | == Making Lemonade Year 1,040== |