The chart room was, as always, bathed in sunlight that diffused through the portholes from the Endless Sea, causing the old artifacts, accumulated over a century, to reflect a glittering brilliance. The black goat head sculpture stood quietly in a corner of the map table, dictating the direction of Homeloss as it advanced, while the ancient sea chart on the surface seemed to be shrouded in rolling fog, within the billowing mist, the trajectories of known shipping routes were extending straight toward a certain direction, moving forward.
At the end of the trail was the Plunder City-State, that flickering light was now appearing in the fog ahead, gradually drawing nearer to the Homeloss at a pace barely perceptible to the naked eye.
The door opened, and Captain Duncan's figure appeared at the entrance.