Autumn 1096 SR
They all gathered around a small table in the cramped confines of Captain Logar"s cabin. Cordelia, squished in between Teresa and Aurelia, banged her head on the deck above as the ship heaved. After waiting a moment for the knight"s curses to die down, they turned their attention once more to the sketch laid before them.
“We’ll sail until we hit the southern continent, then proceed westward, up the coast,” the captain continued. “That way, we’re less likely to attract attention.”
“Why is that?” asked Charlaine.
“Our understanding is that Calabria does a lot of trade with the southern shore of the Shimmering Sea, even though the land there is sparsely populated.”
“Do they travel farther south?”
“Not by sea," answered Logar. "To do that, they’d have to cross the Teeth of
