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The Legend of Mann.
The Mann:
"Ah we forgot to mention"
"We have heard many tales of a mysterious abnormality in this world. A person of great importance."
"The Mann"
"Some say he is a lone ranger attacks galleons without breaking a sweat"
"Others say he made his own empire which others sought to take over with no avail"
"We want to find out more about this legend"
"We are planning a search"
"Perhaps this paper could provide some. The person's description matches that of the spoken legend."
Carn:
"the Mann is the only one I have heard of to wear pink dynamite on his head." taps the column of the table and hears a hollow thunk "AHA! Now we need to get in this, someone hand me a axe."
The Mann:
"I just found that paper you asked for. It appears to be a diary"
"What posh textile... really well written."
"Here is what it says"
Bard clears his throat
"The tribes of the North, they speak of a rare event. They call it "Tag der Stille". I know not of the language spoken. An old world form of communication perhaps. Many tribe elders speak this language.
They mentioned some language called "Deutsch". Regardless of this, the event. They say, on the fourth week of the July, the storms of the north die down, the heat, makes the storm weaken thus allowing travel. I will head to the Town of Kian at dawn. My flagship Mobula, "Stolz eines Mannes" as the tribes call it, is ready for travel. We have plenty of fuel. In the event of resources, I have sold a table. The client asked me to deliver it to the local tavern. A simple enough request. This entry is over. I will write the next entry at the Town of Kian. The Mann."
Carn:
"Day of Silence? Well if the northern storms calm that day, I guess it is apt."
(No I am not do not know german, but I know google translate. And I like being the crazy translator guy.)
The Mann:
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