25th of Kythorn, 1492

This morning, we boarded The Frostskimmr and bid farewell to Oyaviggaton. Captain Lerustah greeted our frostbitten faces with a grimace of empathy. We began our journey southward, and will once again anchor for the night off the auspicious coast of Ice Peak Island, by the grace of Beshaba, klaatu barada nikto amen.

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