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	:I will get her back. She may be safe right now, but I’ll be damned to leave her with Pirates after finding her again. Wait just a little longer my love. We’ll be back.		:I will get her back. She may be safe right now, but I’ll be damned to leave her with Pirates after finding her again. Wait just a little longer my love. We’ll be back.
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		+	== Convention of Mystics ==
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		+	<i>25th of Redbreeze</i>
		+	:We arrived at Grey Watch. I am still plagued by nightmares, but Alenka’s formula is keeping my mind in tact. Gods I’m tired. Lea is out looking to see what our options are. I should go see if Patience is still here. Or maybe I shouldn’t. She might not want to see me. I’m going to see her.
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		+	:Patience is somehow the head of the brothel. Why would she take over? It’s not like she liked what she was doing, so I don’t understand why she took charge. I poured my heart out to her, but she seemed more interested in my pants. Then when I didn’t act she got cold. What the hells.
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		+	:Lea is back and found a cleric of the god of travels here that we can petition. I’m going out.
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		+	:Do people not understand economics around here?! The cleric wanted a donation of blankets and clothing. I went out to get numbers and found we could get bolts of cloth that they could use to make more clothing than I could buy outright. Of course, when I went back to the cleric to get more information he gave me some BS, something like “donations are a reflection of the man” blah blah. Crock of crap is what it is.
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		+	:I bought them the damn clothes, and some raw bolts to boot. He did some ritual to cleanse my curse and now I’m done. I’m going to sleep.
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		+	:No rest for the weary. We had to leave Gray Watch in a hurry, and just outran a Midnight Council dreadnought that launched several faster vessels after us. We left them far behind, and I finally feel like we have the upper hand. Kiera has honed her skills to Will the wind to fill our sails, and Raul can calm the seas with a whistle. They couldn’t do that. There are still patches of mist all around us, and Alenka keeps going on about a lizard man or dragon kin or something at Gray Watch. We aren’t going back.
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		+	<i>5th of Chillgrasp</i>
		+	:10 days! 10 whole days vanished thanks to some ritual courtesy of the fey. Our night on the 25th got less enjoyable as the night progressed. Something pulled at the ship, and I took the helm. Lea said it was fey magic, and I should trust it. Something about the “Master” calling or inviting us. I have a feeling we were almost free of their power, but I put my trust in Lea. None of us feel any effects from the time gap, but Alenka is adamant that her animals were fed, but not cleaned up over 10 days. Her supplies confirm this.
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		+	:Alenka has a theory that the time gap was not felt by more intelligent beings. Food was given to Ichor (also 10 days worth), but he has no memory of being fed. It is definitely strange, but the waters we are in are now unknown. I cannot track our location with the kincoin. The compass spins without purpose. We are along the shore of some mystery island and we were greeted on our approach by the Merr Janery, who we encountered several years ago. She claims that this island is Zol-va. Sounds very much like solva, the good spirits of my people. When we reach this promised Master, I will need to ask about the connection.
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		+	:We are going to rest for a day, and then the officers and I will head inland to see what we can find. We have been invited to do so.
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		+	<i>6th of Chillgrasp</i>
		+	:I’m not sure why I’m making a note in here since I might never see this log again. We are placing our possessions into a chest that makes the items disappear, just because a sign says “Bring only yourself”. Gregory says we must strip down to only the most basic necessities because Monk rites or some nonsense. I’m not giving up my kin-coin. It is part of me, and like hells I’m feeding it to some chest of destruction, even if Gregory has convinced the others.
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		+	:This place is strange. One long hike inland, with Lea in fox form prancing like a child the whole time. We walked for hours, and she still seems to be bounding with energy. We finally reached a village, but were we in any other place we’d have drawn weapons and prepared before walking in. This place is home to Ogres and fey, the likes of which I have never seen. I’ve done my best not to stare in awe or act threatening, as have the others, but it was hard not to be unnerved by the stone giant that is the village mayor. I have never seen Kiera so unnerved by something.
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		+	:We passed through the village to a great stone stair that heads up into the mountain, which is where we saw the dumb sign. It also means this is about as much stalling as I am going to manage. Gregory is looking at me like he wonders what the deal is, and Alenka just dropped the last of her things into the chest. Gregory thinks maybe they were teleported to the top, but that would be far too convenient. Only bad things have come from convenience lately. Best to prepare for the worst. Goodbye book.
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		+	<i>10th of Chillgrasp</i>
		+	:We have passed all of the trails. They were a bother. Sit around for a day in silence, followed by begging, working, and being tempted by passion fruit. Gregory took it all in stride, and even Lea powered through things without much trouble. Alenka looked rough for a bit, and I definitely felt like I was wasting my time, which makes this latest decision even harder.
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		+	:We spoke with the Master of the temple, a Rakshasa called Zafashad. I explained what was happening, and then he read my mind to get more information. He thinks that the Oni is tied to someone in my bloodline which is supposedly a good thing. By teaching me how to harness Ki he can help me to make a ‘Ki Matrix’ that can trap the spirit within, and then return it to the island to be contained.
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		+	:Gregory stressed that learning to use Ki is not simple. It takes most monks years, maybe decades of study, but Zafashad assures me that he can focus training to 6 months of so. I’m out of options unless we want to do something stupid like sneaking into Immorashi’s Lair, and I’m sure that suggestion was a ruse pushed by the Oni. We aren’t going to do that. I’ll stay here and train, along with Gregory. Alenka and Lea are going to stay too, but they have their own interests they will be entertaining. Kiera and the others will be doing cabbage runs to keep the ship in order (Re Shi assures me she will ensure these orders are followed).
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		+	<i>11th of Chillgrasp</i>
		+	:Day One and all the time has been wasted waxing the floors in the hallway of the Ambition wing. Who keeps a mirror floor with only ceiling handholds as a means for crossing!? Every time a boot touches the floor it makes a mark, and then out of nowhere someone will show up and order you to clean it. I’m a ship’s Captain gods damn it! Being forced into scrubbing the poop all day is not training.
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		+	:It wasn’t made any better having Gregory giving a lecture on Chi and Ki while watching me from the doorway. He kept pointing out new grime marks that I accidentally made while cleaning the previous grime but now I can tell you that Chi is internal and Ki is spiritual power made external. This is stupid.
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		+	<i>15th of Chillgrasp</i>
		+	:What the hell. My daily routine so far: wake up, try to cross the mirror hall for food and mark the floor. Scrub it clean to get food, repeat as I head out to formations. Fetch water because I was late. Try to finish strength training while other initiates spout half memorized mantras. Jump over the floor for lunch which leaves dust on the mirror floor which means more cleaning which makes me late for the next round of torture training. Fetch water. Eat supper and do more floor scrubbing. The so called Master isn’t even around. I don’t know how he plans to teach me to be some Ki master without spending any time training me...
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		+	<i>24th of Chillgrasp</i>
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		+	:I finally made it one day without scrubbing. All of this is a pain. All of my muscles hurt. Zafashad made a showing and said he would fix that, and then he stuck me with needles that basically paralyzed my movement before starting in on hours of lecture. So now my head hurts, my muscles hurt, and I have pin holes everywhere. Alenka is off looking to prove that we’re on a turtle, so I haven’t seen her in what feels like a month, and lea is off learning about her fey side. She flits through here like she owns the place and the monks in training just nod in deference and urge me to do the same. I’m done. I’m going to sleep.
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		+	:I did make it across the floor though.
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		+	:I have some soft rags that I’m going to use to cover my feet tomorrow so I cross the floor without making marks. Cheat day!
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		+	<i>25th of Chillgrasp</i>
		+	:Cheating gets you stairs and paralysis lectures. I swear they’re consulting Marissa for some of this crap.
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		+	<i>19th of Whitefall</i>
		+	:Zafashad told me today that he had expected to see more progress already. I don’t know what he was expecting. I get up, go through the motions, walk the stairs and bring back plenty of water for everyone. I’m being a team player. I don’t know what the deal is. Apparently I am in spiritually focused. No kidding. I’m trying to gain some magical power to lock up an evil and save Brooke like she is a damsel in distress.
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		+	:I guess Alenka is being called up to try some things tomorrow.
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		+	<i>20th of Whitefall</i>
		+	:Poison. That is what they are planning to do. Zafashad fed Alenka some bullshit about poisoning me in order to force a spiritual journey. The more he droned on about it, the more on board everyone started to be. Even Lea showed up to suggest using nectar from the passion fruits we grow in the groves. Apparently the ambrosia will keep me trapped on the island unless I can overcome it. They are calling it “incentive”. Bottoms up I guess.
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		+	<b>Notes from Keira</b>
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		+	<i>1st of Nightset, 1010 LD</i>
		+	:This is the log of Acting Captain Keira. Re Shi can claim that she is in charge all she likes, but she has bowed to my reason. It is only right that a non-elf bends to the whims of a Worldshaper. I don’t mean for this to sound sanctimonious. High adventure pays bills. There will be risks, but would Captain Gavin prefer to have full coffers instead of moths and a dirt covered hold? I say no. That is what we’ll net from cabbage runs. We sail for Ka Ro Sen. Mystery and chance will wait for no-one.
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		+	<i>5nd of Nightset</i>
		+	:We’re lost. Food and water is plentiful. Moral is high and my winds are strong.
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		+	<i>20th of Nightset</i>
		+	:Raul thinks that we are sailing somewhere between Shin Malae and Zhan’Ai. Re Shi agrees and we have placed the blame squarely on fey magic. If their projections are correct we will be in trade route waters come sunrise tomorrow. Sea and sky gets to be such a boring sight. I just want to go exploring.
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		+	<i>21st of Nightset</i>
		+	:Who's the best Captain?
		+	:The one the crew will give a cheer-a.
		+	:Clearly it has always been,
		+	:The one and only Keira!
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		+	<i>22nd of Nightset</i>
		+	:Roughly 3 weeks to Ka Ro Sen and then I’ll have birds and beasts for company. No unlike this crew, but better. And old elven ruins! I’m so excited!
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		+	<i>11th of Red Hearth</i>
		+	:Tyran ruins are the best ruins.
		+	:Eat your hearts out orc boys.

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	:Alenka caught wind of a potion maker through which all potions, or perhaps components good and bad, flow. They call her The Crone, and she takes shelter in a crows nest in Krol’s Hammer, an industrial court within an old ship. Sounds like the labor there is focused on recycling goods, chemically cleaning or breaking down acquired goods which are then converted into the needs of the Midnight Council, or sold at a premium to the Cutlass and ‘Tweeners. I have a bad feeling our paths are going to cross sooner than later, but as long as I keep screening Alenka’s house calls, we should be able to keep our heads low for a while longer.		:Alenka caught wind of a potion maker through which all potions, or perhaps components good and bad, flow. They call her The Crone, and she takes shelter in a crows nest in Krol’s Hammer, an industrial court within an old ship. Sounds like the labor there is focused on recycling goods, chemically cleaning or breaking down acquired goods which are then converted into the needs of the Midnight Council, or sold at a premium to the Cutlass and ‘Tweeners. I have a bad feeling our paths are going to cross sooner than later, but as long as I keep screening Alenka’s house calls, we should be able to keep our heads low for a while longer.
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		+	<i>14th of Redbreeze</i>
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		+	:It worked! The tonic that Alenka gave me let me dream of Brooke, and more interact with her! I know it was real this time. No doubt in my mind. She wants to stay in the cave, but I know there is something else going on. Something is keeping her there. I’m going to try again tonight.
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		+	:::: ___________________________
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		+	:After consulting with Alenka and Danny, they think I might be connecting with Brooke’s mind when I enter the dream state. If another person were to take the tonic and sleep alongside me, they may be able to enter this “dream” too. We will try to help Brooke from there; Lea will join me.
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		+	<i>15th of Redbreeze</i>
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		+	:A fine even cursive script is written within the next entry. This handwriting belongs to Alenka.
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		+	:It seems that the lucid dream tincture was a definite success, but not without incident. Both Captain Gavin and First Mate Lea have had their duties suspended for today by medical order after Gavin came in contact with some kind of Shadow Being within the dream. It seems to be affecting his cognitive abilities. I am brewing what I am confident is a remedy for his current state. Lea was not affected.
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		+	:Recorded diagnosis and full details of suspect affliction have been recorded in the medical logs.
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		+	:Continued events may be documented after the Captain is back on his feet
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		+	<i>16th of Redbreeze</i>
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		+	:Everything is. Doesn’t make sense. Saw Brooke but she wanted to kill a whale to see its… ... its something. Inside stuff.
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		+	:A black shadow. Reached out, but fox girl stopped it. Stabbing chills. In my back. Spaces I can’t reach. Scrambles my head. Can’t think. Focus is slow. So many people I’ve hurt. So many people I’ve failed. Abandoned. Is it all a sleep? Does it happen every day? Oh God’s is it happening?
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		+	<i>18th of Redbreeze</i>
		+
		+	:We are back aboard the Silverbird, and have set sail for Grey Watch without Brooke in company. I’m not done with this, but our time at the port has run out. My sisters will be taking the flotilla back to Ulgra’s island before they make another visit to Port Scabbard. I have to accept that this is the best course of action. We were only scouting this time. Next time we will get Brooke out. What’s important is that I know she is safe for now.
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		+	:I have been wracked by nightmares since my last lucid dreaming attempt and it is affecting my mental state. Alenka’s medicine is correcting that, but she fears that we will need to find a more permanent solution in case her supplies run low. She says that magic can correct the issue, but when it persists like this is, long term damage could occur. It seems I need to fix me before I can save Brooke.
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		+	:Lea paid Brooke a visit when we were still at port. She was attacked by the Oni. It is very real, physical, and it can be hurt. She stabbed it with her sword and wounded it. There was pyrite dust left on the blade of her rapier. By leaving the port we are giving it time to heal. It will be more ready for us, but we’ll come with a plan. We’ll bring all the magic that our gold can buy. We are going to need it.
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		+	:The Oni has several abilities that stood out when Lea encountered it. The being snuffed out all light in the cave at the snap of its finger. It has claws, or maybe mimicked Lea’s own weapon when it attacked her. It possesses some ability to traverse dreams. It can mimic forms and voices. It can pull items across distances; I don’t know how it did this, but I left “the map” on the Silverbird, and somehow it was on my person after encountering the shadow in my dream.
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		+	:Magical lighting might be able to combat its ability to turn out lights, or maybe we can find something that will let us see in the dark. Gregory has told tales of monks that could still fight when blindfolded. We could get some training to do this.
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		+	:Weapon mimicry doesn’t sound like something we can stop unless we were to only strike it with our fists.
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		+	:Not sure how to deal with its dream abilities either. Perhaps the Red Sisters have something that we could use to disrupt its mental abilities, but no one seems keen to head back to Halim’Ra. I don’t blame them. That ritual the Scarlet Order of Aeluna was performing; it wasn’t good.
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		+	:Form mimicry can be dealt with if we stick to the spoken codes that the Officers have been developing for hairy situations.
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		+	:I will get her back. She may be safe right now, but I’ll be damned to leave her with Pirates after finding her again. Wait just a little longer my love. We’ll be back.

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	:We have arrived just out of view of Artisia’s Spire. Keira has confirmed our position from the sky. I’m going to get Brooke back.		:We have arrived just out of view of Artisia’s Spire. Keira has confirmed our position from the sky. I’m going to get Brooke back.
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		+	<i>12th of Redbreeze, Late Evening</i>
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		+	:Not my Gavin?
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		+	:This can’t be.
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		+	:There is clearly something there affecting her. The Oni. It was obvious; the other voice in the cave rumbling from the blue curtain sky. That was the Oni and it is keeping her hostage. And she kissed me. Oh gods, she kissed me. I will save her. I will protect her. I will get her back.
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		+	<i>13th of Redbreeze</i>
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		+	:Alenka did it! Last night she gave me a potion, tincture of distilled dreams or something is what she called it. It let me dream. It let me control the dreams! And I saw Brooke. It was real. I know it, because I was able to interact with Lea and she was a fox, like when she puts on her ring but she had...
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		+	:::<b><i>The rest of Gavin’s log has been vigorous scratched out, effectively removing anything that he had written. The blackened lines are followed by comments from Lea.</i></b>
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		+	:Since the Captain is writing nonsense in the log books like it is his personal journal, I will make sure relevant information gets recorded here. We landed at Port Scabbard and have set out to learn whatever we can about the place.
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		+	:Gavin fucked up and is no longer allowed in the Prophet’s cave until he or Mirri makes good with Captain Scalamander (Midnight Council). Scabbard’s “Captain” rules this place ruthlessly. We were witness to the unnecessary murder of a youth who challenged him. The boy was a “man” but judging from how old he looked I’d say he never made that transition.
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		+	:But we can do right by the people here. Alenka and I have set out to provide medical care to the ‘Tweeners in exchange for information. Raul and Gregory are working the main pubs (The Loanman and The Right Place). Here is what we have learned.
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		+	:Raul found that the Council keeps Port Scabbard in check through a long standing threat. If the port becomes too much of a problem, they will send in their vampires to turn a portion of the population. They also don’t much care for the Endilli family, citing that “bad things” start(ed) to happen when Mirri and family are around. Experts making simple mistakes or having basic accidents that wouldn’t normally occur. It doesn’t mean that this Oni is real, but I can feel something off in this place. Hard to pinpoint. It feels like an untucked corner of a freshly made bed.
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		+	:Alenka caught wind of a potion maker through which all potions, or perhaps components good and bad, flow. They call her The Crone, and she takes shelter in a crows nest in Krol’s Hammer, an industrial court within an old ship. Sounds like the labor there is focused on recycling goods, chemically cleaning or breaking down acquired goods which are then converted into the needs of the Midnight Council, or sold at a premium to the Cutlass and ‘Tweeners. I have a bad feeling our paths are going to cross sooner than later, but as long as I keep screening Alenka’s house calls, we should be able to keep our heads low for a while longer.

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	: My ship is like a damned pirate magnet. We never should have moored in port with it.		: My ship is like a damned pirate magnet. We never should have moored in port with it.
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		+	<i>14th of Grey Cloud, 1010LD</i>
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		+	:The burials have been done. May our drift blissfully in the afterlife.I need a break. And a drink. This has all been a bit much.
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		+	== Mother ==
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		+	<i>28th of Greycloud, 1010LD</i>
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		+	:We traveled North between Pforai and arrived at Ka Ro Sen off of the island of Ka Oh Lee. Our first point of investigation was on the northernmost side of the island. Deep waters made for easy access to land, and Kiera indicated that this showed promise during her flyover. I soon learned that this was because of some Elven ruin she saw, and not any indication of my family. Kiera, Alenka, and even Gregory seemed to take an interest in the ruins the longer we stayed, but I was finally successful in shooing them out though it was to much grumbling. We came here to find my family, not to play in the ruins.
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		+	:It took most of the day to get down to the Southern end and get situated. We will set out right away in the morning. I learned that Kiera actually saw smoke rising out of the forest over here. I don’t know what I’m going to do with her…
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		+	<i>30th of Greycloud, 1010LD</i>
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		+	:My sister has been on this island for a long time. Long enough to set up some devious traps that almost got us killed. It seems I weather one hell of a night. Ulgra told me I had to commune with our mother, and to do so required drinking Seer’s Draught, a poisonous mix of, I don’t know. Alenka said she didn’t want to tell me and settled with “It’s not science”.
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		+	:I vaguely recall a conversation with my mother’s spirit, but it doesn’t sit well with me. She seemed too carefree, what with Father having gone out searching for me and dragging the family down into debt. This isn’t how any of this was supposed to go. Ulgra insists we perform a burial at sea, and then set out to see if we can find the flotilla. They were supposed to be back soon but never arrived at the island to meet with Ulgra. That is what we will do next I suppose.
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		+	:Farewell my dearest mother.
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		+	<i>4th of Redbreeze</i>
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		+	: NO. No. No. No.
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		+	: I can’t… it is unacceptable. How can my sisters act so calmly about our mother’s passing! After so many years keeping watch over mom’s bones, Ulgra scooped them up and dropped them into the ocean with only a few words! And then when we finally met up with Mirri, both she and Shandy greeted Ulgra with “So Mom’s finally at rest?” AND without even a hint of emotion!? No. Worse. They even seemed happy about it! This was our mother! She raised us and taught us so many things, and they acted so callus about it.
		+	And more! Brooke’s fate. She was sweet and carefree, but to be driven to drug use and selling her body? NO. I cannot accept it. I won’t accept it. We will fix the flotilla and then go get her. She is MY love, and no pirate, or pirates village is going to keep us apart again!
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		+	== The Rescuers ==
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		+	<i>10th of Redbreeze</i>
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		+	::: <i><b> Fine, medium sized handwriting fills the next several pages, using only one side of each page. On the back of the page, centered at the top is the word NOTES. The word is underlined with a fancy curly cue at the lines end. The spacing and lines are even across each page for clear legibility. </b></i>
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		+	:Scribe Jenny here. Listening in and taking notes, so you don’t have to (and because Lea said the captain is compromised and asked that all of these details, including this explanation be provided in the log for future memorandum).
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		+	:First speaker, Captain Gavin Endili, henceforth noted as C.
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		+	:C begins formalities and setting out direction.
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		+	:We will be setting sail for Artisia’s Spire now that the flatboat has been repaired. It should be noted here that repairs were required proceeding sabotage attempts courtesy of the brigands inhabiting the spire.
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		+	:C dictates that the number one priority of this mission is the rescue and safe recovery of one Brooke Rekker. (Rekker? Recker? Not sure on the spelling. Do they break things? Is that the reason for the family name? Or is this a foreboding omen?)
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		+	:Gregory and Lea begin the redirect C’s attention to the problem at hand, opening the floor to sister Mirri, henceforth M.
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		+	:M begins an explanation of the Spire, including ordinance and political nuance.
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		+	:The Spire municipality is called Port Scabbard by the locals, and is a ramshackle assortment of ships that “washed” up against it over the years, both a result of accidental run-ins with the rocks, and in-fighting. C has never really gotten a good look at the place as chaperon’s are provided at the prophets orders to user her or Danny to her cave and then back again. They are provided supplies for their departure and thought they were on fairly friendly terms with the people there until the sabotage occurred.
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		+	:M believes magic is being used to keep the place from burning down, as large fires are not allowed.
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		+	:Port “authorities” are outfitted like adventurers, but there is only a loose structure to them. A threat to one is a threat to all. The dominantly utilize crossbows tipped with electric tipped bolts, but M mentioned seeing what may have been gas or acid tips in their arsenal as well. Armor is of fair quality, with officers having the best pick, not unlike a ship I know.
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		+	:M describes the Port as having 3 tiers. A dock level makes up the lower portion and is dedicated to storage and poor quality living quarters. The 2nd tier is for the officers, though frequent mingling occurs between the two. The 3rd tier is reserved for the Port VIPs seeking an audience with The Prophet.
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		+	:M describes the political landscape of the Port. It is broken up into roughly 3 factions. The Bitterthroat Cutlass, the Midnight Council, and the ‘Tweeners’, a neutral group that makes up everyone who has not sworn allegiance to Cutlass or Council. From the way it is described, the Tweeners are behoove only to themselves and would be just as powerful as the other 2 is they weren’t so fractured.
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		+	:The Council took up a position of authority ‘on dock’, which I think means the Port. M did not go into full detail, but it was implied that they are not simply a port authority like the ones we find at Foriedy or Darigad. The Port is headed by Captain Salamander and his First Officer Notch. M has met with them several times and found them to be crude but cordial. Necessary for maintaining the tenuous truce between factions.
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		+	:The Cutlass initially tried to blockade the Port, and still maintains a strong naval force that scrutinizes and sometimes boards incoming ships. They are less captious about outbound travel, and usually let M pass without much trouble. Their authority figures shift frequently, which likely contributes to their inability to take the Port by force.
		+
		+	:M concludes by letting the others ask questions, but there is not much to be said. Without a map to guide us* through the Port this could be a very dangerous mission
		+
		+	:::::<nowiki>*</nowiki>us refers to the officers and not me.
		+
		+	: C wants to charge in and save The Prophet.
		+
		+	:Gregory thinks we could take our time and get a feel for the place. Kiera wants to sail back and continue working to unlock the mysteries of the ruins we found on Ulgra’s island and Lea looks ready to be done with all of the conversations. I will have her test out my new “instant” coffee. It needs some flavor work, but I think I have a solid start. With that, I have nothing else to add.
		+
		+	:Scribe Jenny signing out.
		+
		+	<i>12th of Redbreeze</i>
		+
		+	:We have arrived just out of view of Artisia’s Spire. Keira has confirmed our position from the sky. I’m going to get Brooke back.

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	: Alenka put on a huge fireworks display for the night. I don’t think that anyone has ever seen anything quite like it. The bursts of color and light sent thunder rolling across a cloudless sky. It reminded me that it isn’t the money that matters to my people. It is the experience, and joy of getting something that you can’t always put your hands on. I truly feel at home for the first time in a long time.		: Alenka put on a huge fireworks display for the night. I don’t think that anyone has ever seen anything quite like it. The bursts of color and light sent thunder rolling across a cloudless sky. It reminded me that it isn’t the money that matters to my people. It is the experience, and joy of getting something that you can’t always put your hands on. I truly feel at home for the first time in a long time.
		+
		+	<i>30th of Glasswater, 1010LD</i>
		+
		+	: There was a strange red tide this morning. I learned about it when I was young, but couldn’t recall what it meant at the time. I remember now. The waters were made up of tons of jellyfish of varied sizes. The Merr use these ocean creatures to stun or incapacitate people before they arrive. Some of the old tales tell of fishmen coming to shore to steal away brides or young to feast on.
		+
		+	:At the rear edge of the tide was a large hunk of flotsam debris cover in coral. And just as the tide warned, there were the Merr. My people scrambled to leave the island while we acted as the rear guard, just as my family has always done. The Jospei are safely scattered and the Merr did not pursue. It is a tense reminder of the dangers that are found in the deep.
		+
		+	<i>4th of Grey Cloud, 1010LD</i>
		+
		+	:Re Shii reports seeing dancing lights in the distance. Alenka calls it a Deep Lurker, some kind of ocean fish that lures sailors in to feast on them. She told me a story they tell on the mainland of a similar swamp creature called a will-o-the-wisp. I have heard tales that the lights will call you in like a siren’s call. It would be best to keep this one under wraps.
		+
		+	::: <i><b>A message written by Lea sits just beneath this entry. The handwriting is spread wide and pressure marks carry through to the next couple pages. Small ink splatters dot each of the capitalization with blots at the punctuation. </b></i>
		+
		+	::: Gavin, I swear if I find out about things in the log book before you tell me I am going to hex you to an early grave. We need to talk. NOW.
		+
		+	::: <i><b>Several more lines have been inked out after this, apparent responses from Gavin that he probably thought better of.</b></i>
		+
		+	<i>5th of Grey Cloud, 1010LD</i>
		+
		+	: The lights are closer tonight. Few people have noticed, and the fewer we tell the safer we will be. I spent some quiet time this morning paging through one the old journals that Ambrose kept when he was a freebooter and found something - I think he may have seen the lights too. I am re-writing it here in case we can make use of the information in the future.
		+
		+	::: <i> It is out there again, lights in the ocean. I saw them briefly last night before retiring and the lookout confirmed that it appeared to be a ship. There was other vessels by daylight, and yet here they are again. Tonight they dance and flare across the distant horizon, never completely vanishing from sight. The men are spooked and have started asking if the there is a Praff on board bringing us ill fortune.
		+
		+	::: I have ordered all non-essential crew below deck until we have properly assessed the threat. Were it tangible, some beast of the deep, I could give them something to focus on, but they think us haunted. The way they move is mesmerizing, but I feel no pull to go toward them so I feel safe saying they are not sirens.
		+
		+	::: Finwart </i>[the ship’s cook]<i> believes that it may be gases rising from the ocean floor and the bursting into flames. He calls them Midnight Wisps. Far fetched perhaps, but it is an explanation that should let the men sleep.</i>
		+
		+	:I showed Alenka and she thinks it is unlikely and that a more plausible explanation would be glowing plankton. I’ll have Re Shii and Kyras alert us if there are any changes, but I feel a bit more at ease knowing this isn’t stalking us.
		+
		+	<i>6th of Grey Cloud, 1010LD</i>
		+
		+	:The lights are much further was tonight. They are really strange though, and don’t appear until very late at night. Alenka expressed a desire to get a sample which I shot down. I’m hoping we leave whatever it is behind after this night.
		+
		+	<i>7th of Grey Cloud, 1010LD</i>
		+
		+	: No lights reported tonight. Clear skies and smooth sailing.
		+
		+	<i>11th of Grey Cloud, 1010LD</i>
		+
		+	: We arrived at Ash Beach and went ashore to see the Lotrac family there (I forget their name). We stopped at the first bar we found, a rundown shack locals call The Watertank. Plenty of Ephryn and Orcs there and they were all wearing Jospei scarves, as trophies I think. When we asked about the Lotrac we were pointed in their direction but nobody seemed too pleased to be telling us. Very poor reception for a bar, and a cold atmosphere. I would not recommend it.
		+
		+	: The Lotrac weren’t particularly accommodating either. We found their boat propped up on repair stilts, but no work has been done to fix the damage. I get the feeling that maybe they were being kept there against their will, but they have plenty of patronage. When I asked about the Endili’s in the area the guy grew short with me. I guess the leader of Ash Beach has something against Endili. Lea pressed him for more information.
		+
		+	: It seems that my family frequents a port north of here. I image that may be part of why we are hated. Attacking pirates I’d guess. The guy slipped me a note that said “E. Cursed”, whatever that means. E being my father Elias? Or maybe just Endili? Is it a regular curse, or an Oni curse? I obviously knew they were already “cursed”. Lotracs can be so unhelpful.
		+
		+	: Our departure from Ash Beach has been mostly uneventful. Two small ships pulled out of the harbor with us and our lookouts are keeping an eye on them. They don’t pose much of a threat by the look of them.
		+
		+	<i>13th of Grey Cloud, 1010LD</i>
		+
		+	: Damn it.
		+	: We have lost good people today. Alenka will have recorded their names in her crew logs, but I am making record here too.
		+
		+	:::Dave Jr.
		+	:::Kelly Samuels
		+	:::Nicolas Hjerm
		+	:::Channing Cartwig
		+	:::Norman Jares
		+
		+	: I will address the crew after we get the injured sorted out and make sure no one else is being added to this list. I didn’t take the treat serious enough...
		+
		+	: We were caught off guard by the two smaller vessels that have been following us. As day broke they began flying Midnight Council colors and started on a pursuing course. I ordered siege weapons to be readied so we could hit them where it hurt once they were in range. Both ships were fast, and had Ephryn crew. Springals and crossbows were what I was expecting but they opened with magic. Some fire spell that hit one of the siege crews and killed them. Damaged the ship too. Gregory is assessing the damage.
		+
		+	: My ship is like a damned pirate magnet. We never should have moored in port with it.

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	Diemeda declined assistance with moving the barges, but did welcome us to convoy with them when they sail back (they heard from Dan Kras I was wanting to sail that way again in search of family). We were instead honored, with all Officers being names “True Friend of House Diemeda”. Clearly an honor, but the title came with gifts too. 20,000gp, and 4 suits of a Dwarf armor. A damn good haul for a day’s work.		Diemeda declined assistance with moving the barges, but did welcome us to convoy with them when they sail back (they heard from Dan Kras I was wanting to sail that way again in search of family). We were instead honored, with all Officers being names “True Friend of House Diemeda”. Clearly an honor, but the title came with gifts too. 20,000gp, and 4 suits of a Dwarf armor. A damn good haul for a day’s work.

−	Some of the crew that joined us for the maiden voyage of the Silverbird have left the ship. Lea is working on replacing them before we convoy out on the 3rd of Glasswater.	+	Some of the crew that joined us for the maiden voyage of the Silverbird have left the ship. Lea is working on replacing them before we convoy out on the 3rd of Glasswater. If we time this right, I have a good shot at reaching the year’s gathering if it is on the Northern side of Na Ahn Wae. It isn't a guarantee, but the stars might be aligning... just this once.

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 It’s Alenka’s Birthday! Celebrations are in order this evening!
-<i>A patch of poorly, perhaps drunken writing boldly covers much of the page</i>
+::::<i>A patch of poorly, perhaps drunken writing boldly covers much of the page</i>
-<b>ITS ALENKAS BIRTHDAY</b>
+::::::<b>ITS ALENKAS BIRTHDAY</b>
 <i>28th of Sunreign, 1010LD</i>

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	Alenka wanted to make a run into the mire around Venom Bay so she could catch a snake. I allowed it with the requirement that it was only a short excursion whether we found one or not. I’m glad we didn’t have to test that. Navigating Venom Bay’s root maze sounds like a great way to drown.		Alenka wanted to make a run into the mire around Venom Bay so she could catch a snake. I allowed it with the requirement that it was only a short excursion whether we found one or not. I’m glad we didn’t have to test that. Navigating Venom Bay’s root maze sounds like a great way to drown.
		+
		+	We are heading to Bakairn to check for supplies, and then to Keig Lac to see what the expedition is doing.
		+
		+	<i>9th of Sunreign, 1010LD</i>
		+
		+	Great sailing weather. The wind was on our side for the journey between Venom Bay and Bakairn. I checked for goods that we can traffic. No cabbage run options, but Alenka was dying to get her hands on some of the mages components that they mine up from the mountains. 500gp pulled from the treasury for this. She is planning on making fireworks. With any luck they will turn a bit of profit.
		+
		+	<i>10th of Sunreign, 1010LD</i>
		+
		+	Keira decided to have an impromptu Merr drill without making concrete plans with the Officers. Needless to say, it failed. Half of the crew went below as directed. A portion of them above deck milled about like they didn’t know what to do, and the rest tried to arm themselves with the nearest objects. They were shaken by the test. More training will be required.
		+
		+	Lea mentioned to me that some of the crew have been asking why we didn’t pick up trade goods in Bakairn. They are already concerned about pay… Lea is going to be holding a few Adventurer’s Protocol meetings before we reach Keig Lac so they aren’t confused further. I think some of them will be getting off the boat when we get to the next town, but there are plenty with heads on their shoulders. I’d say we should start doing contracts for new crew, but if they don’t want to be here then I don’t want them.
		+
		+	<i>12th of Sunreign, 1010LD</i>
		+
		+	Keira really likes to create headaches. The crew was roused to an impromptu siren attack this evening during “game time”. People went below deck but didn’t put in earplugs. Ichor told them they are all dead now. You know what, Keira isn’t the problem. This one is on Alenka. Lea insists on scheduled drills going forward, Keira feels that will defeat the purpose of the drills, and at least one cabin girl I know found the whole thing amusing and sat there eating popcorn.
		+
		+	Additional training will be done. Again, the crew is shaken. Raul plans to lead more team building sessions which I have given the go ahead to. We need to make these people feel safe before they will trust us.
		+
		+	<i>13th of Sunreign, 1010LD</i>
		+
		+	Keig Lac is in sight. Keira and Alenka were sent to investigate and have reported that there is a large tent city around the entrance bearing House Diemeda banners. Looks like the Joikun Expedition cleared out and the dwarves learned about it. I am all for sailing onward, but some members of the crew have an interest in double checking that the expedition was safe. We will head into land and check it out. Rae Shii is in charge per the Adventurer’s Protocol.
		+
		+	Nothing ever goes smooth. Gregory is a mess and we now have in tow the last survivors of an expedition sent out by House Deimeda. 1 Dwarf (Dan Kras Diemeda) and 2 Ephryn (Fii, and Pal Tu). Gregory is stable right now, but we need to make haste back to Foriedy. I think every bone in his body is broken. Gods willing, the winds will favor us as we sail.
		+
		+	<i>15th of Sunreign, 1010LD</i>
		+
		+	Gregory is stable, as are our passengers. Alenka does an incredible job. I will relax the rules a bit for her birthday. I think that is in a couple days. Note to self, ask Lea.
		+
		+	I’m not sure if it is really important that our previous “adventure” is recorded, but writing it down helps me cope, so here we go. Rae Shii was left in charge and we ventured into Keig Lac. An expedition camp sat abandoned outside the ruin. We found old dwarven siege defenses active (extremely dangerous. Sharp!). After bypassing them, we gained entry to the Hall of Kings within Keig Lac where it looks like the Diemeda expedition holed up.
		+
		+	They retreated because of a massive Cyclops that we later encountered (it tried to kill Gregory). The interior of the ruins treated the well to begin with, but constant Kobold hit and run attacks made them push further in. Curiosity got the better of us too, because we followed the same path the dwarves had taken, working through an old dwarven barracks and then eventually to a detention chamber where we discovered Dan Kras and his Ephryn assistants.
		+
		+	As best I can piece together from what they recounted, the dwarves ventured inward only to be met by a furious Kobold attack that tried to push the further inward to the Keig’s Parade Field. The Kobolds are worshipping a young black dragon, that the expedition was fed to. Dan Kras suspects that some of the expedition may have made it to the King’s chamber, and from there they would have pressed on in search of House Diemeda’s ancestral home. In all, the expedition consisted of 14 dwarves (more than half of House Diemeda), and a host of hired human and ephryn mercenaries. Only 3 made it out.
		+
		+	If we are hopeful, which Dan Kras is, then at least 10 broke off when the dragon attacked, and they made it to the other side of the Parade Field.
		+
		+	While we spoke with Dan Kras, the kobolds were quick to act, scurrying in behind us. Gregory blocked their way into the Detention mess using stone tables to cover the doors. Lea was even able to speak with them. The miserable creatures were trying to force us into the Parade Field as well, which they succeeded in doing after setting up a crazy number of traps. Gregory tried to set some of them off and succeeded in collapsing one of the hallways. But I have a crafty crew, and Raul knows enough magic now to make us invisible.
		+
		+	It is incredibly difficult to move when you can’t see your own limbs. That becomes less of an issue when it is pitch black. We relied on Alenka’s bat senses (provided by a potion) to invisibly sneak through the Parade Field. The sounds were unnerving. Kobolds scurrying about in the dark, while we moved as quietly as we could to not become a dragon’s next meal. Kobolds can smell though, and they caught on to us. We slipped through a trapdoor back into the Hall of Kings and made a run for the exit. Everyone successfully skirted the Keig defenses on the way our, but Gregory was grazed as he hauled out the dwarf and ephryn. And then we were out.
		+
		+	You would think that being out would be great. Sunny. Warm. No Kobolds. No. Wrong. All the cyclops… In a blur, it came bearing down on us like a crazed beast. Gregory popped one of Alenka’s potions and grew in size to match the one eyed freak. The cyclops swing a tree at Gregory but it didn’t know it was squaring off against the best wrestler in the Isles. Gregory pinned its arm and masterfully set about subduing the other. Just as he pinned the creature in place, it leapt into the air and body slammed him into the ground. There was an awful crunch as Gregory’s bones became jelly, and then the monster stood up, minus Gregory.
		+
		+	Then a flash of red! At its ankles, sword in hand stood Lea. Full of fire and grid, she cut out the monster’s tendon, which would have been great if it hadn’t dropped dead crushing Raul and Gregory (a second time… you’d think Gregory would set out to appease whatever god cursed him). Some quick handywork from Alenka shrunk the cyclops down to a manageable size, and we returned to the loving embrace of the Silverbird (a bit much? Is the ship motherly?)
		+
		+	Now we are sailing back to Foriedy to get Gregory fixed up, and return the dwarf home to a much smaller House. Nobody from my family died though, and for that I am grateful. Time to go find some booze.
		+
		+	<i>17th of Sunreign, 1010LD</i>
		+
		+	It’s Alenka’s Birthday! Celebrations are in order this evening!
		+
		+	<i>A patch of poorly, perhaps drunken writing boldly covers much of the page</i>
		+
		+	<b>ITS ALENKAS BIRTHDAY</b>
		+
		+	<i>This is followed by a bright red lipstick mark clearly the shape of Lea’s lips</i>
		+
		+	<i>28th of Sunreign, 1010LD</i>
		+
		+	We have arrived in Foriedy. Corvosa granted us entrance to their docks and questioned me about how I liked the ship and generally just talked shop. It was nice. Gregory was taken to the monks to see what they could do, but House Diemeda sent a Cleric of the White Rose after they heard from Dan Kras. He is healing. Raul is all patched up now too. We are in ship shape. I will offer to assist Diemeda in recovering the barge ships that were left at Keig Lac.
		+
		+	<i>29th of Sunreign, 1010LD</i>
		+
		+	Diemeda declined assistance with moving the barges, but did welcome us to convoy with them when they sail back (they heard from Dan Kras I was wanting to sail that way again in search of family). We were instead honored, with all Officers being names “True Friend of House Diemeda”. Clearly an honor, but the title came with gifts too. 20,000gp, and 4 suits of a Dwarf armor. A damn good haul for a day’s work.
		+
		+	Some of the crew that joined us for the maiden voyage of the Silverbird have left the ship. Lea is working on replacing them before we convoy out on the 3rd of Glasswater.

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 <i>1st of Sunreign, 1010 LD</i>
-	[[The Silver Bird]] is away! I guided her through the channel and into open waters. Our Emii is pleased, even without a figurehead to house it. I wonder if it wants a name too? We are heading to Venom Bay. I’m hoping we can pick up some information about my family, or any Jospei in the area. If we can find a flotilla we can narrow down where the Endili flotilla might be. Perhaps we can do a cabbage run while we’re at it too. A little extra spending money is better than nothing.
+	[[The Silver Bird]] is away! I guided her through the channel and into open waters. Our [[Human, Jospei#Religion|Emii]] is pleased, even without a figurehead to house it. I wonder if it wants a name too? We are heading to Venom Bay. I’m hoping we can pick up some information about my family, or any Jospei in the area. If we can find a flotilla we can narrow down where the Endili flotilla might be. Perhaps we can do a cabbage run while we’re at it too. A little extra spending money is better than nothing.
 <i>7th of Sunreign, 1010 LD</i>
-	This stop wasn’t helpful. There was very little information about flotillas in the area. Sounds like they are congregating on the Northern end of the island, as well as the Eastern coast of Na Ahn Wae. There are plenty of river inlets and islands for them to hide on between here and there, and they will definitely be on the move. That makes them hard to find, but adding to that are reports of Merr activity in the North, and it’s Siren season. Earplugs for everyone!
+	This stop wasn’t helpful. There was very little information about flotillas in the area. Sounds like they are congregating on the Northern end of the island, as well as the Eastern coast of [[Ordinth Caphil|Na Ahn Wae]]. There are plenty of river inlets and islands for them to hide on between here and there, and they will definitely be on the move. That makes them hard to find, but adding to that are reports of [[Merfolk|Merr]] activity in the North, and it’s [[Siren]] season. Earplugs for everyone!
 	A cabbage run is out of the question too. Leah sniffed around for goods to trade in, and the easiest to purchase and carry are mud bricks, but at best we will only make a couple gold off of it if we fill the whole ship, which will slow our progress. I am undecided if we are going to carry any of this
 	Alenka wanted to make a run into the mire around Venom Bay so she could catch a snake. I allowed it with the requirement that it was only a short excursion whether we found one or not. I’m glad we didn’t have to test that. Navigating Venom Bay’s root maze sounds like a great way to drown.