Xindorian Rath’rex, cleric of the temple of Tuor, in the city Garrapolis, has fled, artifact in hand. Grand Priest Gifreet has preemptively hired a band of manhunters – bailbondsmen, just in case this event happened. Sailing on the Wandering Sea, aboard the Cutter Troy, PCs are in hot pursuit of Rath’rex. After days of quick sailing, the party was met with still seas. As does the proverbial calm before the storm, there was a storm. Rising waves and murderous currents threw the Cutter Troy blindly. As water filled the hull. Then – crash – wood meets coral, mast meets atoll, and stranded are the questers.