II
…In time, as the winds shifted, and as the rains fell less upon Candar, and as the fair grasslands of Kyphros turned into high desert, and as the Stone Hills came to resemble the furnaces wherein metal is forged, others in the rest of the world came also to understand the dangers posed by the Black Isle.
Even the Emperor of far Hamor dispatched his fleets unto the Gulf of Candar, seeking the talismans of dark order borne by Creslin the Black so that they might be destroyed, lest the world suffer once more the same cataclysms as befell ancient Cyador.
Though warned by the those of the Guild of the great storms raised by the evil Creslin, the Emperor of Hamor thought that he alone would seize the talismans of order and thus raise Hamor to become first among all lands.
In his greed and arrogance, the emperor sent more than a score of vessels, all filled with armsmen and weapons of every type and size, and those ships sailed into the port known as Land’s End and attacked the small keep therein, for Creslin was seeking the high and great winds far away.
Yet, even in Creslin’s absence, Megaera the black-hearted raised mighty fires and turned many of the emperor’s ships into funeral pyres for sailors and armsmen alike.
Creslin returned, with both his killing blade and the great winds, and all but a single ship perished, and all but a score of all those thousands of men who had sought the talismans of order perished as well.
The single ship that remained Creslin rebuilt and refitted, as the beginning to the Black fleets…
Colors of White
(Manual of the Guild at Fairhaven)
Preface