Well, looks like all eyes and ears haven't been deceivin' me. I been wonderin' if it all be true, and here ye lot are. Well fancy that.

My name be none 'o yours, but ye can call me Scurvey Dog. 'Tis my job, much forced upon me by greater pain in the arse powers, that I be givin' you weather and news nigh about once a week. Whether not ye read it is yer own affair.

Weather is of no use to you lads and lassies right now. It be fair sailin' fer several days outside Empieza, but my bones tell me there be a rough patch comin'.

News? Well, ye lot are the news. The Navy hain't stirred yet but they be grumblin' like a sleepin' giant. Most important news for ye right now is to make sail at the latest by Saturday or the natives won't take too kindly too ye. May even bring out the big pitchforks and won't that be a sight?

That be about all, I reckon.

[there is a lengthy pause. Is that all?]

Now I hain't suppose' to be doin' this, but I'll answer one question a week. First question any 'o you lot ask is the first question I'll answer. Rest 'o ye can bugger off. I hain't got time to be muckin' about in this fiddly book.

[and after a while new writing appears looking harsher.]

Let it be known that a certain bilge rat has been banned from question askin' fer a month. I was a frog's breath from bannin' the lot 'o ye, but it hain't yer fault yer in this mess, so I'll be lenient.

In the future, take yer sass somewhere else, ye ungrateful nitwits.

Day 1

I had thought to use this as an actual journal until I found that there is little privacy to be found within these pages. Instead, I shall do as others have done and list those that I hope to find amidst our number. Please contact me at your earliest convenience should you locate any of these people.

Loghain Mac Tir - Reward Paid Upon Delivery
Warning: This man is armed and dangerous, but not completely unreasonable.
He is a tall man with dark hair, pale blue eyes, and a nearly perpetual scowl. He should be around fifty-four years of age, if he came here from the same time I did. Should you spy a man who fits such a description who is also stubbornly wearing a set of ancient, battered, silverite, Orlesian Chevalier armor (instead of a perfectly good set of new Grey Warden plate) who is armed with a longsword and shield, be prepared to suffer his impatience, grumpiness, and curmudgeonly ways until such time as I can relieve you of your burden.

Please return him to me and I will gladly gift you with your choice of two gemstones from my own purse for what you have endured. If he gives you trouble, tell him that his commanding officer needs him to report for duty.

Zevran -
Warning: This elf is ridiculously awesome and will try to charm you out of your clothing.
Zevran is a handsome, tanned elf with pale hair who is dressed in leather armor and armed with two daggers. He is also the most outrageous flirt that you shall ever meet in your lifetime and, thusly, has no need for me to offer monetary recompense for his return. In fact, it is safe to say that meeting him shall be so entertaining that his company shall be reward enough for anyone. If you find him, please tell him that I am here and would happily fight by his side once again. No need to return him to me. He will come on his own, if he desires it.

I am also looking for a lovely woman with dark hair and golden eyes who goes by the name of Morrigan. I doubt she is here, but if anyone finds her, she is one of my dearest friends and I should be glad to see her again.

My thanks to anyone who has read this far into my entry.

Signed,
Elissa Cousland
Grey Warden

Hello, everyone! Or... hmm, should I introduce myself with an "Arrr, matey!" instead?

In any case, hello! My name is Aida Mana, and it seems I'm going to be here with all of you. I have to say, it's not what I expected, but I suppose I'll do my best to make the most of it! If there's anything I could do to help anyone out, just name it!

That said... I'm thinking I want to be one of those people who sets out on the ocean themselves. Figuring this sailing thing out can't be too hard, right? And there's no reason we sailors can't be looking out for each other even if we aren't all on the same ship!

If anyone would be willing to help me get started, just let me know! And if anyone wants to introduce themselves, feel free! I want to get to know as many people as possible!

[Archie hadn't bothered with the journal since he first arrived here. Yes it was a book he did not own and therefore should not have had with him, but last time he looked it was blank. He would have probably forgot about it completely until it fell out of his stuff if it wasn't for the fact that the little blond girl he was just talking to had pulled hers out. She said she was going to look for her friends and then turned to the journal. Curious he pulled out his own.]

Well this is strange, isn't it?

[There's actually some fascination in watching letters appear on the blank pages even as he's turning them. He's... not as smooth as he'd like to think he is though in trying to glance at what the girl is writing, as he thinks he found the page she was on.]

.... I'm sorry for bothering you again, but, can everyone else see this?

[He holds the book open for her to see the writing completely unaware that "everyone" is listening as well.]

Makoto, Rei: we are getting a boat. You can choose the name: between Mackerel, Halibut and Salmon, which do you like best?

Do we have enough money for a boat, or do we need more people?

And, has anybody seen this person?

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