A library ship, The One-Armed Scissor, is a month overdue for docking at the spit of Three Masks. It may be nothing but then again there was that rootquake a while back that shifted the established trade routes. With the reports of marauders and pinwolves on the rise and a cache of recently delivered books, their leather bindings ruined and their words run rampant and whispering, maybe there’s a reason to worry. Set sail with your crew across dense treetop waves to find answers and put an end to any threats that linger too close for comfort.
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