Homeward Diary

The following is the pieces of scraps recovered from the 1423 Arctic Sound Expedition, which was lost to history after a storm shattered their mast and sunk their crew:
Damn the king! Damn Jardi’s commission! Now we’re stuck, ice around, homeward bound, and just now leaving Artic Sound. If someone finds this journal one day, be it a historian of the kingdom, or a man an eon in the future, let it be known that King Kaida of Red was a fool! A child! He does not know the horrors of ice or snow. Just today an iceberg nigh scratched off our mast.
* Senior Crewman Barrai. 1/19, 1423.
Jardi, that fool. Today he has us sailing towards Tirenon Isles instead of the mainland port at Maroni. That desolate place is undeserving of witnessing the beauty of our vessel. I fear they won’t even be able to feed our full crew! Rumor says that the King wanted a base on the Arctic, so he commissioned Jardi to set up a miniature dock, Arctic Sound. The cover story was that we were a fishing operation, but our crew knows better. Jardi is a snake.
* Senior Crewman Barrai. 1/20. 1423.
Damn the seas. Jardi has us sailing into a wall of death out there and we all know it. What do they want at Tirenon? Why do they want us to get there at all costs? The storm brewing ahead is dangerous as all the demons of folk and fiction. Curse this wretched mission. Another realization; in this haze of a storm, an iceberg could…
…There was a boom outside right now, I better hurry up.
* Senior Crewman Barrai. 1/21. 1423.
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