There be an elegant beauty t'the sea that fe\/\/\/\/ comprehend. T'is thought that I, the Orphaner o' the Empress, despise the castes set do\/\/\/\/n b'lo\/\/\/\/ m'on our hemospectrum. But nae, t'is merely the land I dunnae enjoy. I cannae understand a troll \/\/\/\/ho is landbound fer they ha\/\/e yet t'be rocked'n'cradled b'th'gentle sea. Th'sea is a lusus greater than anythin' ye'd e\/\/er kno\/\/\/\/. Th'sea'd care fer ye, the sea'd kill fer ye. But y'must respect her in return all the same. Sailors, mariners, pirates, \/\/\/\/e're all superstitious o'the sea fer good reason. It's like she breathes, she listens, and she kno\/\/\/\/s \/\/\/\/hen y'\/\/e betrayed her or \/\/\/\/hen y'\/\/e been kind. Dunnae pollute her by offerin' coin, dunnae damn her fer a \/\/oyage gone \/\/\/\/rong. This is the fundamental different b't\/\/\/\/ixt the likes o' me an' th'likes o ye. I feel sorro\/\/\/\/ fer those not fortunate enough t'be seabound. There is no \/\/\/\/armth t'the land like th'sea. There is no thumperbeat, there is no cradlin'. The Land is just harsh, an' unforgi\/\/in'. Trolls shoulda ne'er e\/\/ol\/\/ed t'be landbound. Had \/\/\/\/e all been in th'sea, \/\/\/\/e'd all be freer than y'd e\/\/er kno\/\/\/\/ it'be. Inlcudin' those on Earth C. #Dualscar #Monologue #Ocean #Hrmn