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'''Title: Captain's Log 2''' '''Author: Johne''' ------------------------------------ One day later... The weather has become increasingly ominous over the past twelve hours. Given our current location in the Southern Latitudes one would expect relatively calm seas and pleasant weather, yet that is not the case. Navigation officer puts the Ararat south of the Isle of Ocllo, yet the weather is what one would expect in the Northern latitudes. Morale officer further reports the crew is becoming uncharacteristically irritable for as soon into our voyage as we are. Later that evening... The Weather seems to be holding for now. As is customary I dined with my officers on a meal of salted pork and stewed corn. I was happy to see Garrity was able enough procure a small ration of donuts from Baked Delights before our departure, although since then have become a bit tough to the bite. Garrity is a good friend in that regard and a fine officer as well. If not for my years of friendship with him I would be none the wiser to the torment he lives with inside. Even though he is my friend, I have a greater responsibility to the crew of this ship. Given the unfortunate events of the days just before our departure a lesser man would nay be fit for duty at sea, but not Garrity. He is a professional through and through, still I shall keep mind of him closely. The next morning... Just as the sun peeked from beneath the Horizon the Ararat passed within a short distance of the Serpent's Pillar. It never ceases to amaze, it's coiled facade cutting through the waves. The weather, while unexplainable thus far, continues to hold. [[Category:Enchantment of the Royal Sea]]

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