Chōsokabe Motochika (
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What is a little rain, under ordinary circumstances? Yet this weather makes a poor companion for an unquenchable thirst. Every drop is a taunt. We set sail from Sweetwater's shores two days ago and it has persisted since, so take heed: there is a price to pay for indulging in the island's miraculous waters.
Though I would call it worthwhile, all the same.
Sweetwater was aptly named. There was no need to eat or sleep as long as one drank from its many pools. Each had its own additional unique impact upon the drinker... a series of surprises that I am unwilling to spoil. Beyond its exceptional waters awaited scenery worth absorbing. Sunlight filtered through the canopy of its picturesque woods with perfect artistry and its natural paths were easy to wander. Let the fact that I had to fish out a certain member of my crew when it came time for us to leave serve as further recommendation.
The tone has shifted. With the Navy due to set their sights upon us, we must leave tranquility behind.
Though I would call it worthwhile, all the same.
Sweetwater was aptly named. There was no need to eat or sleep as long as one drank from its many pools. Each had its own additional unique impact upon the drinker... a series of surprises that I am unwilling to spoil. Beyond its exceptional waters awaited scenery worth absorbing. Sunlight filtered through the canopy of its picturesque woods with perfect artistry and its natural paths were easy to wander. Let the fact that I had to fish out a certain member of my crew when it came time for us to leave serve as further recommendation.
The tone has shifted. With the Navy due to set their sights upon us, we must leave tranquility behind.
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[Voice]
Lord Motochika, why don't you join me on deck? Maybe I can help you quench your thirst.
voice;
Very well, Mitsuhide.
[He exhales audibly as the background sounds of rustling and movement are picked up before he closes his journal. Clearly he won't be keeping Mitsuhide waiting.]
voice;
[Mitsuhide closes his own journal after Motochika does; they won't need it for a while now, he hopes.]