Leviathan (Lost Civilizations: 2)
“-- Job 41:31 The fog covered the harbor like a deadly shroud. Captain Maharbal ordered the pilot and several sailors into a boat. They rowed ahead of the Tiras, a long rope attached between them. By careful stages, with the pilot leading them, the two ships exited Gandvik Harbor. The Vergelmir seethed with a special malignance. The waves frothed and swirled in strange currents and splashed foam across the deck. Captain Maharbal roared orders; sails were hoisted, a sheet creaking in the blocks, and the canvas was drenched with dripping spume.
The Tiras pitched first one way and then another. The wind, however, was lifeless. Enclosed in dreary fog, they saw naught, but could feel the hidden shoals lurking in the crash and shudder of waves, and thought they would soon be dashed to splinters. The long oars slid out. Men strained to pull as strange currents grabbed at the oars, fouling them.
“Necromancy is being used against us!” Auroch roared. “I feel the vileness of the spells swirling i...n the air.”MoreLess
The Tiras pitched first one way and then another. The wind, however, was lifeless. Enclosed in dreary fog, they saw naught, but could feel the hidden shoals lurking in the crash and shudder of waves, and thought they would soon be dashed to splinters. The long oars slid out. Men strained to pull as strange currents grabbed at the oars, fouling them.
“Necromancy is being used against us!” Auroch roared. “I feel the vileness of the spells swirling i...n the air.”MoreLess
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