Captains Log [date omitted]
Lordship of the Isle’s Patrol Intercepts Voyager to perform routine inspection. Brief scuffle occurs below decks as three men are identified as outlaws wanted by the lordship. Hooligan officers demand a bribe suggesting they’ll sink us if we don’t pay up. They take what they want, including the three scofflaws and depart.
We sail on Skirting the Spindrift to the East, the Lordship officers having informed us of open fighting in the sound. Planned next land fall at Kalport Bay in the corrupt formerly Great Kingdom. The thought of making landfall there sickens me, but I have no choice. We might not have enough supplies remaining aboard to make it that far, the eastward detour around the Spindrift Sound will take time and there are few ports I would consider friendly, and I expect no harbor here will honor requirements for courtesy to a diplomatic envoy.
Captain’s log [date omitted]
After the difficulties with the eastward bypass, we have found ourselves run aground. A mistake I fully accept as my own has put us on a shoal. The crew is working hard to drag Voyager off but it is back breaking work. The men complain loudly and so I’ve doubled rations for all hands hoping this will safely free out bottom before the spine cracks under her weight and an ebbing tide.
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