The Far Lantern Society

A fellowship of explorers, climbers, ruin-readers, naturalists and camp-keepers who believe a journey is unfinished until someone comes home and tells the truth of it.

The Society keeps no monopoly on roads and claims no ownership over a thing merely because one of its people found it. Its tables are crowded with corrected maps, broken tools, field journals and arguments about what should have been left where it lay. Members fund ordinary expeditions with ordinary coin; the Glimmers entrusted by the shy Glints are kept outside that economy and traded only for wonders that open farther roads. Its creed is short enough to remember in bad weather: go far, come home, tell true.