Word drifts across the planks like smoke, heavy enough to choke. A mercenary fleet from New Ashen, some say, tired of Delair’s plundering reach. Others swear it is no kingdom’s banner, but something darker, older, a foe that no man nor ship can truly stand against. In truth, I cannot yet discern which tale is the better lie.

One day I can only hope that my pen name "The Ironwood Mouse" can be known far and wide as he who documented and researched the unique phenomena that is the island of Delair, until then I will keep up my watch and be vigilant as pirates are not kind to my kind of inquisitive nature.