Carach Angren-The Course of a Spectral Ship (HQ)

Carach Angren-The Course of a Spectral Ship Lots of tears, months became years. Their mothers wept for many nights, wondering if their sons died. Just when the grief became permissive and brief, tales of a ghost ship were spread... the same vessel where their brood found death. A craft made of mist, coursing in a timeless direction. This cadaverous sighting, causing mayhem through reflection. These dark words are whispered in the local hangout of our port. Sailors and captains sketching a ship’s hull with a black shape aboard. Robust dauntless sea-dogs speak with a frightened tone in their voice: