"Hmph," Artemis said, barely even glancing at the cloth. "Wishful thinking by hopeless romantics. The First Relic is nothing but a fairytail. If it really existed, it surely would have been mentioned in one of the texts I've translated." The conversation was interrupted by the sound of the boat scraping against sand.

"We're here," he said, jumping out and splashing in the shallow water. "Help me drag the boat onto shore and hide it, then we head east."