Velin and Elias stood before a map made of animal hide, the flickering candlelight casting immense shadows of their figures.
The crude map was spread across a wooden table, its surface marked with charcoal lines sketching the contours of Peace Bay and the possible mooring points for the Barbossa Fleet.
"The terrain of Peace Bay is long and narrow, with two hidden reefs at its entrance," Elias said, pointing to a corner of the map. "The Bloodsail Brotherhood's warships have a large tonnage, so they have to navigate carefully to enter the bay. That's why they usually send small patrol boats to stand guard on the perimeter."
"Our advantage lies in stealth and speed." Velin's fingertip tapped the map. "The Leviathans' diving depth allows them to evade all conventional reconnaissance. They move underwater without leaving a trace." He placed a few small stones on the map where the warships were moored inside the bay, then set a few more in the deep waters outside the bay's mouth.
