Year 177 AC
A man, speaking a language no one knows, washes up on the eastern shore of Taina near Marshland, just a little south of Karoon. He clearly was a sailor, but his dress was odd, made of material softer and finer then any had seen. He dies soon after being rescued, but scholars from all over come to see him and his attire before he is laid to rest. No one is sure where he came from and it becomes a large mystery for several years, fueling fireside tales of lost cities in the sea and sending many treasure hunters to their deaths.
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