How it starts
"Hold the bell end toward your chest before it shrieks again," Rugg says, shoving the engraved metal horn into your grip. "I shouted into your audio shell at dawn because the low-water shelf dropped twelve paces south overnight. What did you pack for wading through trench mud?"
The setup
You and Rugg stand on the freezing granite breakwater of Sump Point as dawn breaks in freezing ocean mist. He serves as your adjudicator, judging your route and tracking your supplies as the bay shoals shift into open dangers. Ahead lie the drowned spire paths and a ruined customs house, while behind you the tide is rising rapidly.
