Elshabeth: Readyrar

They didn't find gold. They found a graveyard of ships from every era—galleons of oak, sleek metal steamers, and vessels made of bone. At the center of this wreckage stood a lone figure on a sandbar that glowed with a soft, internal light.

It was Silas. He hadn't aged a day. He looked up, his eyes matching Elshabeth’s amber gaze, and smiled a weary, heartbreaking smile. elshabeth readyrar

She hurled her father’s old silver sextant into the vertical wall. The object didn't sink; it hung in the air, spinning rapidly until it tore a hole in the fabric of the mist. The Iron Gull was pulled through the breach, leaving the world of men behind. The Gilded Shoal They didn't find gold

Elshabeth’s final journey began at the docks of Port Mallow. She was seeking the Gilded Shoal, a mythical stretch of sand said to appear only during a lunar eclipse. While others hunted the Shoal for gold, Elshabeth hunted it for time. Her father, the great navigator Silas Readyrar, had vanished there decades prior, and she believed the Shoal was not a place, but a door. It was Silas

The crew of the Iron Gull tells the story differently depending on who you ask. Some say Elshabeth grabbed her father and leaped back onto the deck just as the eclipse ended. But the most common version—the one the old sailors believe—is that the Iron Gull returned to Port Mallow at dawn with Silas Readyrar at the helm, looking confused and young.