The Helmaroc King:

The large eared girl. Find the large eared girl.

The waters spread wide, many places to search. Island of wood and metal frames to the east. LORD says go there. Search for the large eared girl. Island hides many. Find them. The large eared girls flee. Grasp them. Struggle. Hold them. Kill not. Devour not. Take them to LORD. LORD takes them. LORD pleased.

Wrong. False large eared girls. Island of wood and metal frames hides no more. Uproot the frames. Smash the frames. LORD says no. "Too soon" his words. Smash not. Uproot not.

Obey LORD. LORD bring forth. Darkness without LORD. Obey LORD.

LORD. LORD from out of the dark. LORD calls. Dark pushed away. Wings stretch. Powerful. Claws grip. Powerful. Kill. Devour. Obey. "Go," his words, "find the girl with the large ears. She is young. Light skinned. Look for her ears. Go."

Go.

Find the large eared girl. Find the large eared girl.

Over waters. Islands spread wide. Empty. Land. Creatures strike and claw. Devour them. Creatures stab with metal and light. Kill them. No large eared girl. Go.

LORD. "You will be my hand," his words. "You will be my reach. I cannot leave this place yet. It is too soon. You will be my influence over this land. Remind them of me. Even on these lonely mountaintops, they have not forgotten me yet. Remind them."

Fly. Waters spread. Vessel of wood and sails. Beings upon its surface see not, hear not. Kill. Devour.

Large eared girl.

LORD's words, "You must not kill her. Understand? I know you do. You must not kill her when you find her. Bring her to me. She has something, something I can only take if she is living."

Grasp the large eared girl. Beings scatter. Fly. Metal in large eared girl's hand. Pierces. Pain. Release. Stones come. Pain.

Kill. Kill. Kill.

LORD's words, "You do not even know yourself do you? We are a likely pair then. I, shadow of my former glory, reduced to lurking in a filthy pile of stones. You, a masked pretender of that great beast from long ago. Thunderbird."

Kill not. Take the large eared girl alive. Stones fly. Wings too quick. The large eared girl's blade flashes. Claws too strong.

Thunderbird. Thunderbird.

LORD's words, "But no. You are not that mythical beast. Perhaps if I recover my land, my strength, I will find him, tame him, but that shadow has passed out of this world, under the waves. You and I are all that remain of that great strength. That mighty legend."

Grasp. Strong. The large eared girl's blade falls. Stones do not fly.

LORD's words, "You are to be a new legend then. A legend for the mountain tops and the sea swells. Make them remember me in a new language, a new lexicon, a new thought. Blow the new wind of change. My Helmaroc King."

I am the Helmaroc King. I take her. I will not let her go. I will not let her go.