“My name is Nathan Chambers.” I drew in a deep breath and exhaled slowly. “I am the Cartographer.”
“Ah, the Cartographer,” the voice bellowed. “That"s much better. For a second I was concerned that I had invaded the wrong ship.”
The door swung open and the owner of the voice stepped through. Once I saw him, I dropped the tray. The uselessness of the thin metal pan was never more apparent than at that moment. The man had to duck to enter the room which put him at a shade under seven feet tall. I cowered under his gaze, despite his lack of eyes. The lower half of his face seemed almost human with two fleshy lips parted slightly to reveal a set of sparkling white teeth. That was where his humanity ended. Above the lips, starting where the nose should have been, was an elaborate, violet helm
