Wavecutter (Patreon)

Commission Complete!

"A trimaran flies along the drowned coast of Tuktalli, kicking up spray with its four foils. Its biplane rig, with its close-set masts, is a fancy of a particular  Matriarch and give the sails the appearance of two triumphantly raised  wings. It works excellently… when running downwind.

However,  all-conditions efficiency is not its purpose: to the birrin it passes  along the ruined coastline it is a marvel; a sight not seen in a  thousand years.

They wonder what will follow in its wake."