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 [A well-written document, among a few maps and drawings, expertly stuffed in a discrete envelope. It appears the author (or a servant) is an professional at compressing space (and/or cheated with magic). There's also a faint smell of cake.]
To my dear friend, Edda Eglantine
I pray this letter finds you well, Edda. I have recently returned from a journey onboard a Maelstrom ship, where I encountered a series of unexpected occurrences.
The ship was named the “Iron Bitchâ€, a notable representation of Limsan vulgarities. The ship is captained by a member of the Foreign Levy, a Captain Anstarra Silverain. I was also accompanied by ‘adventurers,’ a Miss Jana Ridah and a Miss Liadan.
As a gesture of reconciliation for a recent wrong in Vylbrand, I was volunteered by the EATC board to serve onboard a Maelstrom vessel for a moon. We began our journey along one of the 9th Fleet’s typical patrol routes, sailing approximately south of the Rothlyht Sound. It was a routine patrol, one that both my father and the Limsan authorities agreed that my presence would cause minimum harm.Â
However, once we passed by south of one of the major islands in the Sound, events turned unexpected. It was at that time a unnatural storm appeared; a Garlean gunship also choose the opportune to reveal itself at that time. Surprisingly, the gunship choose to assist our vessel that was caught in the storm.Â
It was the Twelve’s favor that our ship was one of the few ironclad vessels with a magitek engine, and that we had sufficient supplies of ceruleum to run the engine, despite the recent shortage. We followed the Garlean airship towards shelter at a nearby island. However, we were engaged midway by unknown beast men, whom appear somewhat associated with the storm.
[A map detailing a patrol route approximately south of the major island of three in the Rothlytht Sound. A circle and writing highlight points of interest, including the point of contact with the beast men and the island that the Iron Bitch took refuge.]
Pray note that I called the storm unnatural. Miss Liadan, a conjurer from Gridania, at first attempted to avert the storm through her magicks. However, she apparently encountered interference in her spell, thus, attempted to use her magicks to determine the cause of the storm. As the storm hit the ship, we were assaulted by the beast men, whom dragged a few of the poor crew under the waves.
Our crew engaged the beastmen and succeeded in driving them back, although a few of us were thrown overboard and had to be rescued. We managed to subdued a few of the strange beast men, and returned their corpses to Limsa for autopsy. I assisted in the preservation of the corpses, per my training at the Ossuary (a disagreeable skill for some, but one that is honored by the Traders.)Â
[A relatively well-drawn sketch of a rather ugly-looking beastman is included with the letter. Highlighted with ink is the beast man’s weird looking head, distinct from that of a Sahagin.]Â
After gathering a significant amount of aether, Miss Liadan succeeded in calming the storm. In the process of finishing her ritual, Liadan sensed that someone, mayhap something mechanical was behind the storm and the strange creatures that emerged from the depths. While it was a jested at the source being an Allagan device; after listening to Miss Liadan’s explanation, it mayhap be entirely possible that a relic of Allag was behind the storm, alongside the sahagin creatures, explained as be chimera.
In regards to the Garlean gunship, apparently it belonged to a ‘Gloam’ defense cohort. I do not know where this Gloam is, but given the size of the gunship; I daresay it is in close proximity to the area, less they have a larger airship nearby as a fueling station. I am unawares of a Garlean outpost in the area, although I cannot say given my limited knowledge of their magitek devices.Â
It assisted the Iron Bitch in escaping the storm. The legionaries within the gunship were apparently well-aware that the Iron Bitch was a Maelstrom vessel. After briefly conversing with their crew, the young man whom spoke to us was very cordial, despite the political relationship of our nations. They do not appear to have been awares of the nature of the storm, nor the ‘chimerical’ beast men involved.
I pray once more that this letter finds you well, my friend Edda. I will be aways from this business, do be careful if you choose to intercede in this mess.Â
I sense ominous events in the future, as Miss Liadan and the others also brought up the possibility of primal involvement.Â
May the Traders grant you eternal prosperity, Edda.
Sincerely,
Hihisa Hisa
To my dear friend, Edda Eglantine
I pray this letter finds you well, Edda. I have recently returned from a journey onboard a Maelstrom ship, where I encountered a series of unexpected occurrences.
The ship was named the “Iron Bitchâ€, a notable representation of Limsan vulgarities. The ship is captained by a member of the Foreign Levy, a Captain Anstarra Silverain. I was also accompanied by ‘adventurers,’ a Miss Jana Ridah and a Miss Liadan.
As a gesture of reconciliation for a recent wrong in Vylbrand, I was volunteered by the EATC board to serve onboard a Maelstrom vessel for a moon. We began our journey along one of the 9th Fleet’s typical patrol routes, sailing approximately south of the Rothlyht Sound. It was a routine patrol, one that both my father and the Limsan authorities agreed that my presence would cause minimum harm.Â
However, once we passed by south of one of the major islands in the Sound, events turned unexpected. It was at that time a unnatural storm appeared; a Garlean gunship also choose the opportune to reveal itself at that time. Surprisingly, the gunship choose to assist our vessel that was caught in the storm.Â
It was the Twelve’s favor that our ship was one of the few ironclad vessels with a magitek engine, and that we had sufficient supplies of ceruleum to run the engine, despite the recent shortage. We followed the Garlean airship towards shelter at a nearby island. However, we were engaged midway by unknown beast men, whom appear somewhat associated with the storm.
[A map detailing a patrol route approximately south of the major island of three in the Rothlytht Sound. A circle and writing highlight points of interest, including the point of contact with the beast men and the island that the Iron Bitch took refuge.]
Pray note that I called the storm unnatural. Miss Liadan, a conjurer from Gridania, at first attempted to avert the storm through her magicks. However, she apparently encountered interference in her spell, thus, attempted to use her magicks to determine the cause of the storm. As the storm hit the ship, we were assaulted by the beast men, whom dragged a few of the poor crew under the waves.
Our crew engaged the beastmen and succeeded in driving them back, although a few of us were thrown overboard and had to be rescued. We managed to subdued a few of the strange beast men, and returned their corpses to Limsa for autopsy. I assisted in the preservation of the corpses, per my training at the Ossuary (a disagreeable skill for some, but one that is honored by the Traders.)Â
[A relatively well-drawn sketch of a rather ugly-looking beastman is included with the letter. Highlighted with ink is the beast man’s weird looking head, distinct from that of a Sahagin.]Â
After gathering a significant amount of aether, Miss Liadan succeeded in calming the storm. In the process of finishing her ritual, Liadan sensed that someone, mayhap something mechanical was behind the storm and the strange creatures that emerged from the depths. While it was a jested at the source being an Allagan device; after listening to Miss Liadan’s explanation, it mayhap be entirely possible that a relic of Allag was behind the storm, alongside the sahagin creatures, explained as be chimera.
In regards to the Garlean gunship, apparently it belonged to a ‘Gloam’ defense cohort. I do not know where this Gloam is, but given the size of the gunship; I daresay it is in close proximity to the area, less they have a larger airship nearby as a fueling station. I am unawares of a Garlean outpost in the area, although I cannot say given my limited knowledge of their magitek devices.Â
It assisted the Iron Bitch in escaping the storm. The legionaries within the gunship were apparently well-aware that the Iron Bitch was a Maelstrom vessel. After briefly conversing with their crew, the young man whom spoke to us was very cordial, despite the political relationship of our nations. They do not appear to have been awares of the nature of the storm, nor the ‘chimerical’ beast men involved.
I pray once more that this letter finds you well, my friend Edda. I will be aways from this business, do be careful if you choose to intercede in this mess.Â
I sense ominous events in the future, as Miss Liadan and the others also brought up the possibility of primal involvement.Â
May the Traders grant you eternal prosperity, Edda.
Sincerely,
Hihisa Hisa