End of August.
On the New Continent, the aftershocks of the "Misty Sea" incident continue to ferment here.
Some factions celebrate with glee, while others are in great distress, with various open and covert clashes ceaselessly occurring.
On a clear evening.
In the upper reaches of the San Francisco River in the southern part of the New Continent, seemingly unaffected by the ongoing conflicts, three small two-masted mixed sail ships, almost completely blended into their environment, reveal a slight anomaly only because they are traveling upstream, and gently dock at a riverside with deeper waters amid lush vegetation.
The optical camouflage effect slowly dissipates, revealing the ink-green color of the hull.
Though it is still the high water period, and large warships can't enter inland rivers, these small privateer ships have no such issues.
