Many months later the bold sailor returns to your court. His beard is thick and gnarled, his skin weatherbeaten, and his eyes sunken. He recounts a tale of wild seas, an ocean of bewildering emptiness, and near starvation and mutiny on his fleet, but at the end he gives a wry smile. "And then our eyes fell upon the sweetest sight: dry land."
Knowledge of this great new continent could be a crucial step in the empire's journey.