It was in Rowan’s 252nd year that he encountered the Sea of Verbosity for the first and, he hoped, only time.
He would have avoided it altogether if he could have, but the life of a scoundrel and rogue gets complicated enough as it is when you don’t add magic and prolonged life into the mix. Rowan had gotten himself into trouble again, but as the caretaker for an artifact that was prophesied to save the world, he had no choice but to get himself out of the current installment of self-inflicted woe.
Rowan had been riding high for a bit, had a streak of a few decades where everything seemed to bounce his way. As a result, he’d gotten cocky. The same would have been true for any of us. For Rowan, that cockiness is especially dangerous, being that he frequently brushes shoulders with some of the most dangerous people in the world, villains as sadistic as they are ancient. They aren’t the sort you want to irritate even the slightest bit, and they are definitely not the sort you want to find yourself owing large sums of money. Rowan has a tendency to irritate people even in the best of circumstances, and to call the sum of money he owes large would be an understatement on par with some of the greatest understatements of the age.
Thus, here Rowan is, at the Sea of Verbosity, against all his better instincts. He somehow has to make it to the other side, collect whatever it is he finds there, and then make his way back. At first appearance, this doesn’t seem to difficult a task. The Sea of Verbosity is large, but not truly a sea. It is dark and foreboding, but there is no depth to speak of. One could stand up in it at its deepest point without getting wet knees. Yet, many who have tried to cross this peculiar body of water have drowned, most have gone mad, none have made it back from the other side with anything they didn’t take with them.
The problem with the Sea of Verbosity is that it is constantly speaking to whomever tries to cross it. Speaking incessantly, not in any way that is particularly menacing or dreadful. The Sea whispers at times, which can be a bit eery, but for the most part it speaks at a reasonable volume. It talks and talks and talks, and eventually, those trying to cross it begin to lose sense of reality. What happens it that the Sea of Verbosity obscures reality, clouding reason and judgment to frightening degrees. The Sea speaks in circles, recites facts, mixes in a few artfully told lies, brags and flatters, tells stories and fables, carefully explains historical events and their significant, and all the while, whether they want to or not, the person listens, and eventually, they lose the line between what is real and what isn’t. The Sea of Verbosity never seems to have a single goal in mind, it mostly just talks and talks to hear itself speak, indifferent to the listener altogether. The brave adventurers who try to traverse the Sea become confused about even the most basic parts of themselves and their reality. Sometimes the result is harmless, the journeyers return without the aim of their quest, but are mostly none the worse for wear, merely believing that the earth is flat, or that they were hatched from an egg and raised by chickens, or that Two and a Half Men was the greatest sitcom in history. They adopt various mad and absurd beliefs that invoke pity from friends and enemies alike.
Others discover a darker fate. They forget whether or not humans breath air or water, or become convinced that their legs don’t work, or become convinced they actually live inside an episode of Two and a Half Men, far scarier stuff indeed. These are the ones who die or never return, or else do return but so stark-raving insane that they are institutionalized for the rest of their natural lives.
So, if he can make it to the other side and collect whatever is to be found there, Rowan will be the first. In the interest of self-preservation, Rowan has a plan. He is going to beat the Sea of Verbosity at its own game. He isn’t the first who has planned to speak back to the Sea, to fight fire with fire in a battle of wits and conversation. Most who have utilized this strategy go mad quicker than the silent types who try to block it out, eventually talking themselves in circles right along with the Sea. Those who have rigidly held to reason and fought tooth and nail to keep a grip on reality had failed, every woman Jack of them. That’s why Rowan’s plan is to throw reason and sense out the window immediately, give in right away to the insanity of it all, and hopefully poison the Sea of Verbosity with its own bitter medicine. Rowan’s plan is, from the very beginning, to argue the claim that the Sea of Verbosity isn’t a body of water at all, but a small dog named Abelard. He has armed himself with facts and statistics and philosophical arguments to prove it.