the smuggler’s bible

Chapter Eight: Sealburg

The search for Iphigenia took Tattersail the Pirate King and the wizard Hognut north to Sealburg, where the winds blew so cold that even the stars themselves were frozen solid and fell into the sea. They pinned their hopes to one thin scrap of clue: a smudge of coal dust on a playing card in the Pip King’s royal library.

“They told me you’d come,” the mine foreman said, taking the card from Tattersail. He nodded. “The mad king’s very own one-eyed Jack. You’re on the outer edge of the spiral now, gentlemen. Your friends await you at the center.”