"Three days we sailed, with no sight of land. On the fourth day, we caught site of an island to the left. We steered toward it, and upon coming closer, we noticed the queer characteristics of the island. It rose out of the sea like the top of some great mountain. Round the very top of the mountain was a ring of tiny, close set cottages. A bit further down the mountain, closer to the …
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…and your men the best of my Dwarves' weaponry and arms, fit to your size. Roasted rabbits by the barrel will be yours for the long journey that is fated to you. I bid you good luck, cunning Odysseus.' With that my men were given the supplies promised, and we set sail. After living so long in the care of the hospitable and happy Dwarves of Donop, the raging sea of Poseidon was brutal."