Pack # 102
Logbook, travel day 24
We haven't touched the mainland for a week now; since we refueled at the port of Askor we have skirted the eastern cliffs of Penval, heading south.
For about two days a disturbing white fog has been continuously surrounding our ship, it has become tiring to orient ourselves and, sometimes, we dodge dangerous rocks at the last moment.
The captain says that everything is normal, the cursed destination of our journey is close
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