Serenica did not have to do much. To her surprise, the king-captain was walking around and sounding almost normal a few hours after the peak of his insanity.
She was still suspicious, especially because it was so much like Spade to have random bouts of mania while in a bad condition.
"We will sail to the island that is called the Sand Fortress," he told his crew as they gathered around to see what he was up to. "Sounds harmless, which is why I suspect that it might be an important location, maybe even the headquarters of the Order of the Black Mountain."
"Is that not a bit too hopeful?" Serenica asked. "I think they might be a little more secretive."
"Ah, but I have not come across this information by any earthly means." Spade grinned.
It was becoming apparent that he was indeed manic.
