Sul the 22nd of Nymm
Well this last leg of our journey looks to be not only the longest, but the most trying as well.
Ieana has been spending more time in the Captain’s cabin, not just meals, but once stayed late into the night. Marco claims he heard them in the throes of passion. It’d be just like him to be listening for that. He says the noises she made were almost inhuman.
I’ve heard Jask sobbing in his cabin almost everyday when I come to feed him. He always composes himself by the time I open the door, but I’m worried for him. I can’t imagine why a simple scribe would need this kind of treatment.
The other day, Sasha was helping out the crew again, and apparently her shirt slipped a little revailing a tattoo on her back. She covered it quickly, but not before a couple of the crew got a glimpse of it. Since then, the crews been whispering about the Order of Emerald Claw and avoiding her when their on deck. They won’t even let her help out with the work any more. They’ve resorted to letting Kreshton help out in her stead, at least the man’s willing to get his hands dirty. Maybe I’ve misjudged him.
I think Shiruu offended Aerys. She’s retreated back to her cabin again, and one of the crew said that they noticed the goblin staring at her whenever she was on deck.
Gelik and the fop almost came to blows this morning over breakfast. I don’t think the dandy likes having someone around with a faster tongue than his. Luckly Joffa made a comment that had them both laughing and difused the situation.
Mysti k’Phish, the elven bard, left the ship. He didn’t give a reason, but without his song, and with the reminder of the other elves leaving, the crew is as nervous as ever about this run to Stormreach.
We’ve picked up a young student who seems polite enough, but he gives me the creeps, and an orc of all things. I thought those things stuck to their swamps and trees. It puts us back to a full load of passengers, but I wish the captain were just a bit more discriminating.
The captain had me go looking for any new maps of Shargon’s Teeth. He’s talked of trying to navigate the Teeth before, but I before this trip, I never believed he meant it. Luckily, we found nothing that offered new information, and he’s set us on a course to go around them.
I think I’m as nervous now as the rest of the crew.
-From the Log of Alton Devers, First mate of the Jenivere