A Voice From Distance Past
The sun had set, painting the sky in hues ranging from noon to late afternoon as the entire fleet of warships departed for the waters of Ardel.
This armada combined galleys, carracks, and balingers, as well as other vessels belonging to the Cassians, Ardelians, and hired pirates and mercenaries.
The majestic ships dominated the surface of the blue sea, steadily advancing across the rolling waves. They stretched out for miles, an endless parade of towering masts, billowing sails, and bristling cannons.
With this vast force heading to face the Bargesian army, the party boasted confidence in their ability to subdue the enemy. The only challenge was to reach the kingdom before the Barbarians of the South attacked it.
Adam and Athillia turned their heads as they heard the creak of Kyren's cabin door opening. The healer emerged, carefully closing the door behind them.