Once, in a tavern on the waterfront, an old salt whispered to you the
tale of the Seven Bishops -- Christian men who had been blown far off
course into an unknown realm and who established seven Kingdoms whose
splendor ranked with the reign of Solomon. Since that time you have
dreamed of little else.
Now at long last you have been granted the resources necessary to
mount an expedition. To be sure, the Court's ministers are interested
only in surpassing Portugal's maritime strength and controlling
commerce to and from the Orient. They do not know of your real
motives. But no matter. The expedition is yours to command, and you
feel certain that adventure beyond all imagining, and riches beyond
all dreams of avarice, are in your grasp.
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