Eclano, Portomaggiore. Winter, 2404-5. Leopold Volker, Admiral of the Sartosan fleet, had gathered sufficient captains and mates to constitute a quorum. They had arrived in dribs and drabs over the last hour, each newcomer joining the feasting and drinking, until the sorcerer Adus Arcabar at last indicated to Volker that the required number was reached, … Continue reading Broad pieces of gold