Beyond the forest lies a jagged rocky coast where, for generations now, a small seaside village has

observed the rites of Greentide. Each spring, as the first green shoots emerge, village elders weave sapling

branches and seaweed into an effigy in the likeness of a young woman. The sculpture is filled with gifts

before it is cast into the waves as an offering to the Queen of Tides, along with prayers for a bountiful

catch and protection from storms.

This ancient tradition harkens back to an age when the ancestors would crown a young woman as the

Tide Queen and offer her to the sea in sacrifice. Chieftains and princes would travel far to attend the

ceremony, pledging gold, jewels, and the finest of crafts. To this day, local fisherman never leave shore

without paying her their respects—for the tide, they say, must have its due.

Strange as the customs of an isolated village may be, it has not escaped the notice of keen treasure hunters

such as yourselves that centuries of offerings and shipwrecks have left a great hoard of

untouched riches beneath the waves. You know of the island offshore where the offerings are tipped overboard.

You have heard rumors of a cove there, just visible at low tide. Superstitious villagers avoid it, but

you know better than to believe their tales.

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