The Journal of Arien Borthein:

Ship: Borthien's Folly
Owner: Arien Borthien
Captain: Blaede Liemien
1st Mate: Crael Arlien
Magician: Caern
Priest: Eldried Houstien

Arien Borthien's Journal:

Faniele 10th: It appears that not all has gone to plan. There have been many delays in getting my ships, Borthien's Folly ready to sail. Supplies have been hard to come by, especially since I am trying to ensure that we have enough to maintain the crew for many months in case we fail to find a friendly port, or in fact a port at all.
I have chosen a captain, a former member of the Boeruine navy known as Blaede Liemien. He seems a good enough sailor, and as he was the only one interested in risking his life for this journey I will have to accept him. He has also bought with him Crael Arlien, a tough old sea dog who will serve as the 1st mate. He is nearly my age, but certainly appears to know his way around a vessel and even now I can hear him shouting at the crew. We are nearly ready to sail, and are only awaiting the arrival of the final member of the command staff, the priest and magician who will be accompanying us.

Faniele 13: Our priest has finally shown up. Eldried Houstien is his name, and he appears somewhat unsuitable for life as sea, being more of a scholarly type that the hardened battle priest I was expecting. Still he is better than nothing, and on this journey we may need all the divine intervention that we can get. I am a little worried about the amount of equipment good father Houstien has bought on board with him though. There are several trunks of book and paper, as well as what looks like a portable alter, still as he will be acting as our cartographer on this journey as well as healing the sick and wounded I have made space for his luggage below deck in the cargo hold.

Faniele 15: The last member of our crew, the magician Caern, has come on board. If I thought Father Houstien was an unlikely candidate for an adventuring priest then Caern is certainly not what I expected of a magician more used to life devoted to study. He came aboard dressed more like a pirate that a magician, right down to the eye patch and the parrot, which is called Erik by the way. He has with him only a single bag and wears what looks like a cutlass at his belt. The crew seems to like him though and I can only hope his magical skills are better than his dress sense. Still it is good to have some magical assistance on board, even if he is only a magician. We set sail tomorrow for parts unknown.

Faniele 16: With everything finally loaded and the crew on boards we sailed from Seasedge on the morning tide. Captain Liemien has managed to catch a strong breeze from the north and we are now sailing south at a rate, much faster than I expected. I have on board some old maps, some hundreds of years old about what to expect once we hit Aduria. According to these ancient parchments the lands south-west of Anuire are uninhabited, although I hold little faith in the maps.
Our send off from Seasedge was quite spectacular with even the Archduke himself making the effort to wish us well on our journey. I have left detailed instruction with Shannen Boeruine, who will be running my guild while I am away, I can only hope that she does not sell it all to finance some foolish scheme of hers or something like that. I believe that she will be ok though, she has matured much in the years or so she has been in my employ.

Faniele 23: The winds that carried us south from Seasedge faster than we expected have now left us becalmed off the coast of Taeghas. We are not far from the island of Ribos, which has seen heavy fighting in past year or so during the battle between the Taeghan Outfitters and the Anuirean Trading Company. It appears quite and uninhabited now, although that came may just be a deception.

Faniele 27: We are at anchor off Ribos, awaiting the arrival of our friends from the Diemed navy. The now duke of Diemed has promised us two of his galleon for this journey. I can only hope that they have taken the time to equip themselves as well as we have, for there will be many dangers facing us as we journey south.

Faniele 32: The sea is calm enough now that I can write once more. A massive storm struck us three days ago and we have been blown off course to the south. We are not sure what has happened to the Diemed vessels but they may have been sunk in the storm. We thought we saw them arriving just before the storm struck, although we can not be sure and perhaps it was just a trick of the light. I am not sure exactly where we are, and neither captain Liemien or the 1st mate, Crael Arlien seems to know anything more than me. Our priest though is attempting to cast a spell to steer us back on course.
It is a miracle that we did not suffer more damage or lose any crew in the storm. The captain managed to guide us through it ok though. He said it was bad, although not the worst he had seem. I must be out of practice with sailing though for to me it appeared that we were about to die at any moment. The ship appears well, with only some minor damage to the rigging, the hull still appears sound, so it looks as though the extra money I spent has not been wasted. The captain and I are due to meet in a couple of hours to discuss if we should continue south in the hope we will find our way back to Aduria or make our way back north to try and meet up with the Diemed ships again.

Pasiphiel 1: The captain and I have decided to head south-east in the hope of striking land once more. The breeze has increased in strength and by our calculation we should arrive on the northern shores of Aduria before the week is out.

Pasiphiel 6: We have reached land. Although we are still not sure we believe that this may be the northern shore of Aduria. We are now going to travel west along the coast hoping to find civilisation or something more interesting that the featureless white cliffs we are looking at now. There has been no sign of life so far, although the lookout though he saw wisps of smoke, perhaps from a cooking fire a short time ago. Hopefully it they people of this land will turn out to be friendly.

Pasiphiel 12: We have made contact with our first Adurians. They do not very friendly though, attacking our ship with catapults and other weapons as it sailed into the harbour. It was mainly good luck that we managed to escape with only three of our crew dead. Had we sailed any further into the harbour we might all have been destroyed. The people of this land seem to keep a close watch on the seas and have large weapons, including many catapults pointing out to sea. I do not know what they fear, perhaps they mistook our ship for one of their enemies. What ever it was we must now find a place to land and make repairs. The main mast has been snapped in two and we will need to replace it before we can proceed further. Fortunately I remember to include items such as saw and hammers in our cargo so replacing the mast should be as easy as finding a suitable tree and shaping it into a new mast.

Pasiphiel 16: We have put ashore on a small island off the main Adurian coast that seems to have the trees on it we need to repair our vessel. It is likely to take several weeks, but it at least we have land under our feet for the moment. We have beached the galleon on one of the island long sandy beaches so we can more easily repair the damage. Once repairs have been completed it should be an easy task to float our vessel back to sea on the high tide. For the moment though we have set up camp on the shore of the island. There is plenty of fresh water and food here so I have ordered that our supplies on board be kept until need later and we will live off the land for a while.