Lore:Captain's Journal - Volume I
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Coscair the 6th, year 307
Imperial vessels chasing us three weeks now. Sturdy crew, I must admit. But they are only men, and their slowness at raising sail tells me they are green. Soon they will break.
Coscair the 8th, year 307
As I predicted, the weak links in the enemy chain have broken.
Coscair the 9th, year 307
We've crashed upon Sudler Reef. The Ship is wrecked, completely. Damn the gods.
Coscair the 10th, year 307
Has destiny shown its face? My maps and nav devices tell their sweet secrets... what I hadn't noticed while dealing with the crash. We've reached the Ublaryak Islands. The cursed isles the Bards sing of... the place where the Treasure lies.
Coscair the 17th, year 307
The crew will not speak of this in my hearing... but they're all terrified of that flying ship. It travels with the tides, coming and going when no one seems to be looking. But it is always there, watching. It knows us. Knows me.
Blath the 19th, year 307
Issued the order to have Cutter keep an eye on the crew. They are all craven and useless.
Blath the 20th, year 307
Since we've been stranded here I've given my full attention to these fables about the Treasure. I must find it. It's our only chance.
Fas the 12th, year 307
Today I learned: nobody leaves Ublaryak Archipelago without a certain... sacrifice. Seems these islands feed upon the human soul. It's the cost of being here. I don't know where the boundary is, but if the literature tells it true... even swimming away would cost me dearly.
Fas the 12th, year 307
The shaman. I MUST find him.
Fas the 13th, year 307
Ha... ha.... what was I so worried about? The only men to envy are those without a conscience, no matter how small mine may be. Or... was.