From the publisher: "Beware the Red Crown," the old woman divined. "The Crown corrupts. Fire burns and cauldron bubbles. Ah, the years do slip away...." Why are divinations always so cryptic? Will blind trust reveal all or be but the first step on the road to perdition? An adventure designed for mid-level characters set in the Fellowship of the White Star setting of Earth, Monday, August 5, 1907.