They are the raspberries .. People of Ashes. Selected from thousands, disenfranchised slaves of the church that took possession of their souls and bodies. Expendable material that has been driven for centuries to the lands of Kraimore, where most of the elect find death in the early years, and survivors to the end of their days can not break the invisible thread that firmly tied them to the Far South. This party of newcomers was unlucky from the very beginning. The church is stingy and manages to profit even when transporting its prey, and this time the savings led to the death of the living cargo. Rare lucky ones who were lucky enough to break out of the hold, fell into the power of a great cycle of salt water, and he will inevitably throw a wooden shell on the stones of the Edgemore. But it is not a fact that up to this point it will be possible to live, because under the boards of the deck are those with whom the ashes have cost much more ruthlessly. There are many of them, they are strong and hungry, and the boards, alas, will not last long...