ulrich von der sieben meere

@Thoth He didn’t know why Nicolas kept saying this was so difficult. It wasn’t. Or he was just stubborn and tenacious. Or maybe it was the correct connections. Either way, he’d met his end of the bargain in a few weeks’ time, coming back to his floating home with a long box tucked under one...

There was a lot of stuff that Nic didn't know. In fact, it was pretty close to all of it. What he did know, he knew mostly by chance, and every time he tried to learn more, things only got more frustrating. Nicolas decided he wasn't going to take it. He was going to get his answers. The only...

@Thoth The island sure had a lot of celebrations going on. There was a festival for absolutely everything and, coming from a culture that had a very scant few, he found it a bit overwhelming to have to put things aside for yet another party. But he did need to attend; he was the ambassador for...

@Thoth He'd been in his half-awake-half-at-rest state, face buried in his pillow, when a faint knocking on the glass panes the sliding screen door that lead to the sea snapped him to attention. The nose of a giant sea beast was prodding at the glass, trying to wake him, and at least his guard...

There were a lot of mysteries about Ulrich, questions left unanswered. The biggest by far was exactly why he was on the island. Nicolas had filled in bits and pieces, but there was still a big fat question mark. Why? Why come to this island, of all islands? Where did he go? Why even hire a...

The Manta Carlos City is hosting a Tree Lighting Ceremony! Oceana Park has been decorated by Students, Citizens, and Staff with ornaments, baubles, candy canes, and more! At dusk, everyone gathers in the park to watch the lights come alive, enjoy free hot chocolate and coffee, and hang their...

<table><tbody><tr><td><div style="padding:15px;"><div><div><div style="border:8px solid #ffffff;width:125px;height:125px;margin:0px 10px 0px 0px;float:left;"><img src="http://i.imgur.com/AFVt3ZP.png" style="height:125px;"></div></div><div style="text-align:justify;">The island was not an...

@"Thoth" They set sail in the morning, Nicolas riding atop his head just as he'd done the night before. The pace would be slow and steady, so it took more than another night to get there. Two or three nights, in fact, of lazily paddling along. Never once did he stop, but called to his...

@"Thoth" He would he here. The shape, the belly of the ship, loomed just above, unaware of the dozens of peering eyes below. If one stood at the rail and looked very, very closely into the water, you could almost make out a vaguely twinkling light... Or maybe it was just the moonlight playing...