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Winds Bride

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We’ve been trapped. Yesterday, when we were supposed to meet an informer at the “Harbour Maid”, we quite consciously refrained from drinking too much, so as not to incapacitate ourselves, but after the second tankard, we were fast asleep. We must have been drugged. Amazingly enough, though, we haven’t been murdered in our sleep, but rather shanghaied aboard some sailing vessel. Now the boatswain “requests” we hire on as marines.

We took Yann, the ship’s boy, with us. The boy is quite bright and may be able to help us to leave the ship without being seen. Among other things, he said we should disable the ship - and that we should hurry up.

We never used to believe in them, but they really do exist: Sea Fairies!

We met one of the little fellows today.

We’ve actually made it. The ‘Wind’s Bride’ has vanished beneath the horizon, and we’re approaching dry land.May the Gods punish those sailors for their crimes and send their ship to the farthest depths of Efferd’s realm.

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Eleana of Arivor