We make an absconding south, where we found rats and guinea pigs warning over a small island. I decided to help the rats, whom their chief engineer came aboard my ship to help. Our trip back to the coast...

cut short by a giant shark, caught in a horrible trap. It still almost bashed a hole in our ship before we took it out. I made a trophy out of it. We made it through Polytherne and Godfall, dodging

The unfinished raiders along the way, rough hewn clayman. Finally London was in site, but my crew, terrified of the dark gods of the sea, attacked me and my officers. But we stood firm and kept the ship.

The loss was great, but we made it to london. Richer... and wiser for the experience. Though I debate what course to take next.

While in port, I did at least take time to meet with people.