It was a hard journey, stumbling across rocks with the sun beating down upon them, and what they were searching for was a thing quite unknown, but when they reached their destination there was no doubt this was what had been their goal all along.
The waves that day swept far above their heads, and their formerly-great bay seemed a pittance, a small pond of rain-water by the wayside. And it seemed to them that some manner of god or creature lay under the thrashing waters, or was indeed the water itself, spitefully biting at the rocks and eventually towards the Assrayeen themselves.
Some of them ran terrified back into the safety of their home, and because of their fear drew their weapons towards themselves, and became afeared. These were the
sar-mutineem, they-who-were-afraid. ((Solders in ingame turns.))
But others were braver, and those who stayed observed the receding of the waves, until finally they were able to cast out their nets into the sea. And it was reported that there was a bounty, a multitude of fish, more than anyone had ever seen before. So it was that that night they ate and laughed together, and even the poorest amongst them were well-fed. And in the morning the Orb rose and upon the calm sea drew its rays, and to them it looked like the lines of a net, grasping the waters.
But this was not the most remarkable of the incidents that blessed day, for it was said that an enormous bird with sea-azure and golden feathers flew up above the water, and extended its wings towards the watchers, as if in embrace. And then as, it plunged towards the calm water, the sea opened up and a turmoil spread across the flat surface, until the waves became as vicious as they had been the day the Assrayeen had arrived.
This was universally taken as a good sign by the Assrayeen, and it was thought that the sea god favored the Assrayeen above all others, and had shown the watchers his avatar.
And its was thus that a new banner was drawn.
These were the
aeth-maratheen, they-who-are-the-favored, that is, of the sea god who they called
Soreth-gamar, he-of-the-great-fury.
Some of these went along the coast of the ocean, and drew their nets into the sea, each time bringing forth great bounties.
And so the Assraya became more prosperous than ever.