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**Tabbitha** · 26th June 2007, 03:40 AM

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INTRODUCTION

Hello UOStratics readers. The following story will recount the history of Ultima and Ultima Online in legend form as we explore past and current events and how they might tie together. It is an original work of fiction and any information used from sources other than fiction are sited w/ links. Much of the Ultima time line can be found here: Timeline

As we enter the story, Watcher has just returned from retrieving the Knight Frarc's sword and awaits word of what is to happen next. Entire worried story line can be read on the Drachenfels’ forum. Worried

Watcher moved to stir the fire. Usually, time at Nen Amar is relaxing and rejuvenating but this time Watcher can only fidget and pace, waiting word from Stella. Once the secret of the sword's curse is unveiled, surely there will be a way to find Frarc. With Frarc back, perhaps Terowyn can be found. The two warriors will be needed to stand with the others. Word has reached Watcher that many are preparing; even B'rith has come to the lands to help. Yes, the time is drawing closer. It is good that Tiera is not here; that she is safe. Watcher is tempted to reach out with her thoughts and touch her daughter, but she knows that may bring Tiera danger.

Watcher's daughter Tiera was sent from Moonglow to Britain for her safety. Along with a trusted friend, Tiera set sail for her new home. (My RL daughter wrote this piece.).

The boat swayed rhythmically as they headed towards Britain. The sky was clear and the sunlight danced and glittered upon the water. The slight breeze made the day quite comfortable and caused one young red head to yawn widely as she leaned over the ship's railing. Her blood red hair fell over her shoulders in disarray and wild strands flitted about with the wind. A young man sauntered over and settled next to her on the railing.

"Think we're near Britain yet?" He said.

"Maybe… Why? You're not enjoying this journey, Jacob?" She turned to look at him with a slight smile on her face, which promptly vanished. He really did look sick; earlier in the day she'd thought he was just being a baby with his incessant complaining, but now… Even as she thought, the man called Jacob suddenly emptied his lunch into the calm sea. Turning about and resting her back against the railing, she averted her gaze to try and diminish what she could of his likely embarrassment. When he finished, he stood quiet for a second.

"How about that never happened? As in my brothers don't hear about that, at all." She looked at him again and couldn't help but burst out laughing at his sheepish expression. When she finally gained back her control and composure, she folded her arms over her chest.

"Mmm, I don't know, it would sure be a mood lightener over dinner tomorrow." She grinned impishly. His eyes narrowed and his face began to turn red, then suddenly his eyebrows arched and a mischievous smile played across his face.

"Just like me telling your mother about that time at the moongate, when we get back that is. Or shall I write a letter?"

Her green eyes widened and she gasped, "You wouldn't! You wouldn't tell Watcher!"

"I won't if you won't," But then he looked thoughtful, "Yet now that I think of it, it would be amusing… TIERA, daughter of WATCHER, disobeying her mother and adventuring to the dangerous and sinful city of Buccaneer's Den."

Now it was her turn to glare and she turned fully toward him threateningly, "Listen, Jacob, we're good friends, but that doesn't mean I can't take you down a peg still."

"Still? When could you ever?" He teased. As she opened her mouth to retort, she was interrupted by the sound of thunder in the distance. She looked up south and was startled to see a storm coming over, and in minutes would be directly over them. Now that she was aware, she noted the rough and jarring rock of the boat and the feel of light sprinkles of rain and cold, forceful wind on her cheeks. The weather was unpredictable and sudden these days; it seemed as if Mother Nature herself was in a brooding mood. A nervousness overcame her and she felt dread in the pit of her stomach. She vaguely heard shouts of the ship's crew as they prepared for the storm and hardly noticed as they ran about her excitedly. Only when Jacob gripped her arm firmly, did she come out of her anxious trance, not knowing how long she'd been frozen there. Whenever she felt such pure dread wash over her, it was never good and she was always seemingly paralyzed or frozen, and not only did she feel dread that time, but also deep loss. She sent up a silent prayer to the heavens, which was hidden away by dark, angry clouds. It had begun to pour and she was drenched quickly. When she looked at Jacob, he was speaking to her.

"We need to get below. It's going to be a bad one, Tiera," He said calmly, his usually smiling and bright face was solemn and serious. She was right behind him as they made their way down below. She felt fear rising and her mind weakening. She closed her eyes and concentrated on closing her mind. Her mother would be able to feel her fear soon, if she couldn't control it, and heaven knows what Watcher might do if she thought she was in danger. Visions of her home in Moonglow and her mother flashed through her head, and suddenly she stubbornly vowed she would live to see Watcher again.

Thank you for reading the first part of this series. Special thanks to my daughter Caitlyn for writing this wonderful beginning to our tale; and to ElofLA and Piotr for their humor, support and encouragement through my moments of self-imposed stress. And to my friends on Drachenfels, who were the inspiration and reason I started writing, THANK YOU!

There will be additional episodes so please check back!

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Tabbitha Administrator Join Date: Mar 2006 Shard: Europa/Snowbourn Posts: 5,656 Gold: 18,653 Blog Entries: 6 Thanks: 140 Thanked 101 Times in 50 Posts Awards Showcase Total Awards: 1	Sosaria, the history, the legend and the myth![ Community News ] Source taken from UO.Stratics.CommunityNews INTRODUCTION Hello UOStratics readers. The following story will recount the history of Ultima and Ultima Online in legend form as we explore past and current events and how they might tie together. It is an original work of fiction and any information used from sources other than fiction are sited w/ links. Much of the Ultima time line can be found here: Timeline As we enter the story, Watcher has just returned from retrieving the Knight Frarc's sword and awaits word of what is to happen next. Entire worried story line can be read on the Drachenfels’ forum. Worried Watcher moved to stir the fire. Usually, time at Nen Amar is relaxing and rejuvenating but this time Watcher can only fidget and pace, waiting word from Stella. Once the secret of the sword's curse is unveiled, surely there will be a way to find Frarc. With Frarc back, perhaps Terowyn can be found. The two warriors will be needed to stand with the others. Word has reached Watcher that many are preparing; even B'rith has come to the lands to help. Yes, the time is drawing closer. It is good that Tiera is not here; that she is safe. Watcher is tempted to reach out with her thoughts and touch her daughter, but she knows that may bring Tiera danger. Watcher's daughter Tiera was sent from Moonglow to Britain for her safety. Along with a trusted friend, Tiera set sail for her new home. (My RL daughter wrote this piece.). The boat swayed rhythmically as they headed towards Britain. The sky was clear and the sunlight danced and glittered upon the water. The slight breeze made the day quite comfortable and caused one young red head to yawn widely as she leaned over the ship's railing. Her blood red hair fell over her shoulders in disarray and wild strands flitted about with the wind. A young man sauntered over and settled next to her on the railing. "Think we're near Britain yet?" He said. "Maybe… Why? You're not enjoying this journey, Jacob?" She turned to look at him with a slight smile on her face, which promptly vanished. He really did look sick; earlier in the day she'd thought he was just being a baby with his incessant complaining, but now… Even as she thought, the man called Jacob suddenly emptied his lunch into the calm sea. Turning about and resting her back against the railing, she averted her gaze to try and diminish what she could of his likely embarrassment. When he finished, he stood quiet for a second. "How about that never happened? As in my brothers don't hear about that, at all." She looked at him again and couldn't help but burst out laughing at his sheepish expression. When she finally gained back her control and composure, she folded her arms over her chest. "Mmm, I don't know, it would sure be a mood lightener over dinner tomorrow." She grinned impishly. His eyes narrowed and his face began to turn red, then suddenly his eyebrows arched and a mischievous smile played across his face. "Just like me telling your mother about that time at the moongate, when we get back that is. Or shall I write a letter?" Her green eyes widened and she gasped, "You wouldn't! You wouldn't tell Watcher!" "I won't if you won't," But then he looked thoughtful, "Yet now that I think of it, it would be amusing… TIERA, daughter of WATCHER, disobeying her mother and adventuring to the dangerous and sinful city of Buccaneer's Den." Now it was her turn to glare and she turned fully toward him threateningly, "Listen, Jacob, we're good friends, but that doesn't mean I can't take you down a peg still." "Still? When could you ever?" He teased. As she opened her mouth to retort, she was interrupted by the sound of thunder in the distance. She looked up south and was startled to see a storm coming over, and in minutes would be directly over them. Now that she was aware, she noted the rough and jarring rock of the boat and the feel of light sprinkles of rain and cold, forceful wind on her cheeks. The weather was unpredictable and sudden these days; it seemed as if Mother Nature herself was in a brooding mood. A nervousness overcame her and she felt dread in the pit of her stomach. She vaguely heard shouts of the ship's crew as they prepared for the storm and hardly noticed as they ran about her excitedly. Only when Jacob gripped her arm firmly, did she come out of her anxious trance, not knowing how long she'd been frozen there. Whenever she felt such pure dread wash over her, it was never good and she was always seemingly paralyzed or frozen, and not only did she feel dread that time, but also deep loss. She sent up a silent prayer to the heavens, which was hidden away by dark, angry clouds. It had begun to pour and she was drenched quickly. When she looked at Jacob, he was speaking to her. "We need to get below. It's going to be a bad one, Tiera," He said calmly, his usually smiling and bright face was solemn and serious. She was right behind him as they made their way down below. She felt fear rising and her mind weakening. She closed her eyes and concentrated on closing her mind. Her mother would be able to feel her fear soon, if she couldn't control it, and heaven knows what Watcher might do if she thought she was in danger. Visions of her home in Moonglow and her mother flashed through her head, and suddenly she stubbornly vowed she would live to see Watcher again. Thank you for reading the first part of this series. Special thanks to my daughter Caitlyn for writing this wonderful beginning to our tale; and to ElofLA and Piotr for their humor, support and encouragement through my moments of self-imposed stress. And to my friends on Drachenfels, who were the inspiration and reason I started writing, THANK YOU! There will be additional episodes so please check back!