O! Wanderers in the shadowed land
Despair not! For though dark they stand,
All woods there be must end at last,
And see the open sun go past:
The setting sun, the rising sun,
The day’s end, or the day begun.
For east or west all woods must fail.
Welcome in Tessin. Where all paths lead to undiscovered places and all ships sail to a new horizon
Events: -sailing race and sailing battle, see group notices for dates
-ongoing: Treasure Hunt