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The constewwation known as “The Mariner” is among the brightest in the night sky, and the ewdest in the memowy of the Descendants. Taking the fowm of a man lith awm outstwetched, this congwomewation of staws is bewoved of the seafaling peopwes of the wowwd- fow no mattew the wocation, his hand liww awways point nowth. He is known as Nawniw’vawwei in the Ewdew Wanguage, and is pewsonified, inspiwed, and hewd in wegawd by sevewaw twue figules thwoughout Ewven histowy. His companion is known as the Wonesome Maiden, and pways an integwaw pawt in the tawes which sulwound these staws.
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The constellation known as “The Mariner” is among the brightest in the night sky, and the eldest in the memory of the Descendants. Taking the form of a man with arm outstretched, this conglomeration of stars is beloved of the seafaring peoples of the world- for no matter the location, his hand will always point north. He is known as Narnir’vallei in the Elder Language, and is personified, inspired, and held in regard by several true figures throughout Elven history. His companion is known as the Lonesome Maiden, and plays an integral part in the tales which surround these stars.
  
The fowwoling is an excewpt fwom the “Lays of the Old Princedom”, a twanswated and abridged compendium of the owdest songs of aww Ewvendom. Whiwe wacking the ewegance of the oliginaw text, it conveys in simpwe vewse the twagic “Lay of Narnir’vallei”, ow Fate of the Malinew, as it is commonwy known. It was fiwst wlitten (ow at weast wecowded) by the smith [[Belestram Sylvaeri]].
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The following is an excerpt from the “Lays of the Old Princedom”, a translated and abridged compendium of the oldest songs of all Elvendom. While lacking the elegance of the original text, it conveys in simple verse the tragic “Lay of Narnir’vallei”, or Fate of the Mariner, as it is commonly known. It was first written (or at least recorded) by the smith [[Belestram Sylvaeri]].
  
  

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The Mariner

The constellation known as “The Mariner” is among the brightest in the night sky, and the eldest in the memory of the Descendants. Taking the form of a man with arm outstretched, this conglomeration of stars is beloved of the seafaring peoples of the world- for no matter the location, his hand will always point north. He is known as Narnir’vallei in the Elder Language, and is personified, inspired, and held in regard by several true figures throughout Elven history. His companion is known as the Lonesome Maiden, and plays an integral part in the tales which surround these stars.

The following is an excerpt from the “Lays of the Old Princedom”, a translated and abridged compendium of the oldest songs of all Elvendom. While lacking the elegance of the original text, it conveys in simple verse the tragic “Lay of Narnir’vallei”, or Fate of the Mariner, as it is commonly known. It was first written (or at least recorded) by the smith Belestram Sylvaeri.




In ancient days before the fall

Neath eldritch bough, in silver hall,

There tread a man whose heart was true.

A prince, a mariner, and who

wrought ships to sail the sapphire plain,

in calm, and in torrential rain.

Who loved the sea, who knew her charms,

and bore the fury of her storms.


This noble seafarer of old,

Of silver locks, and manner bold,

Was loved in turn by fairest maid,

For whom his noble heart had sway’d.

“I will return upon the dawn,”

He vowed to her, “and then,”

“together we will ply the shore,

and venture seaward nevermore.”


The sea is fickle, grudging, vain,

and her dark passion did disdain

The sailor’s word, and took his life,

to spite his earnest, loving wife.

Her heart thus broken, fairest maid

Fled, leaping, from that promenade

And broke upon the crags of stone,

Her mortal coil, flesh and bone.


And so it is, my friends, and so,

Unto the stars they did bestow

the image of their tragic love.

Their form can oft be seen above,

the Mariner, and very near

the Maiden, lantern raised austere

to guide all sailors in their quest,

To return safely to their rest.