Akwal Introductions

By Best_at_Black
He ran as fast as he possibly could, running from his victims. The thief smiled as he looked down at his stolen sacred fish. "All mine now..." He climbed onto a ship and made a rude sign at the angry Akwalins. The ship took off and he sighed, thinking he was safe. He looked back on last time, then rubbed his eyes. "How? What? Am I dreaming?" The man running on top of the water threw a fish and it exploded on the side of the ship, letting water in. He started to run below deck, but a hidden mage launched the robber up into the air. He landed with a thud, and leaped off the ship with his broken leg. But before he could touch ground, an arrow pulled him back. Three men stood over the water with bows and wands pointed at him. They smiled, "You thought you could get away from us in our own territory?" The archer then shot a arrow, and the mages pointed their wands at him. He felt himself suddenly starving and being hit with many arrows. He then drowned in the water, unable to move his limbs from blood loss and hunger as the fish ate him alive.

By 896Down
As he walked through the harbor, Danule, looked around to see if his pursuers were in the area. Luckily he saw none. Cursing, he thought back on his sin and said a silent prayer to Planu that his luck would change. Why did he even try fishing in that part of the seas? There was plenty of open water to practice his trade, however he had grown concieted and jealous of the Akwal worshippers that dwelled in the area. Each day they came into port with a bountiful catch and he was left with a day wasted on small catches on guppies and trash. The minutes his ship crossed into their water he was in for some trouble. Daniel thought it better to not dwell on the past so he cut his thoughts short.

Getting his crew together he set sail for Sanbaala and hopefully a respite from his troubles. Nothing felt better than the sea wind blowing through his hair and happiness was quick to come. It was then that things started getting strange. The boat began to lurch and rock above what looked like a calm sea. Several heads popped out of the water. The few that Danule could see frightened him. One had scars running the length of his face, another had barnacles attached to the lobe of his ear.Then one shouted "You want fish? You can have them!" A single fish flew into the air and trails followed. The crew rejoiced however Danule began to run for the rail. The first fiah landed in front of him and with a resounding boom he was no more...

By barragehpms
The raiders had burned down their homes.

The raiders had salted their land.

The raiders had chained all survivors and led them away; sent off to whatever fate that lay in wait.

The villagers marched for hours.

The villagers suffered beneath the whip.

The villagers endured these in silence; not a whisper escaped their lips.

Great Akwal took note of their misery.

Great Akwal took pity on them.

Great Akwal took his mighty staff; now rain fell down to the.

A river, there never was.

A river, that had yet to form.

A river, that would not arise from the rain was answered with Geysers from the floor.

A river, which had never been now sprang up to take form.

The raiders looked on in panic.

The raiders were completely confused.

The raiders soon became raiders no more; water was their final breath.

The villagers watched on in silence.

The villagers knew that their eternal rest had come.

The villagers swam to the shore, surprised, when the river had only broken their bonds.

Mighty Akwal sat upon his throne.

Mighty Akwal blessed them again.

Mighty Akwal sent them a feast of fish, and the villagers were at peace.

This tale, I shall finish telling now.

This tale, however, lacks an ending.

This tale of the mighty Akwal, is one that you can keep writing.

-The Poet Sinna, follower of Akwal.