Dread Admiral's Notes
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Victory favors the silent. Davey left today. The idiot has been listening to the "prophet" of the Deep and decided it was his time to "sink".
Of course he's going to sink. The moron can't swim.
But really, I wish him the best. With him gone, I'm in command of the vessel. This would be properly magnificent if he hadn't ANCHORED THE DAMN BOAT.
He's lucky he left. I'd have killed him if he hadn't.
Mind you, I can't even just raise the anchor because we were mid-jump and now the Black Mist has been left moored in the center of an endless ocean somewhere in the depths of the Veil. Raising the anchor without the proper evasive maneuvers just leaves my crew even worse off than just sitting here anchored.
So for now, we'll make do where we are, while I work on getting us out of here. It's not like we need supplies - we're all dead anyway.
I hate my job.