Entry Date, 27th Flamerule 1368 DR
For the last day I have been communing with Kelemvor and Grumbar. I have felt unusually irritable and perhaps the prayer will settle my soul.
The Gnome seems unusually preoccupied with his tools as well this day, to the point that he has diverted the energy normally reserved to power his continuously running jaws to his brain in order to accomplish his task. This project will either be incredibly monumental or cataclysmically destructive, I shall prepare some healing spells….
Interesting, one of the dwarves just approached me and informed me that we need to travel onboard a ship and curiously enough gave me a ring of water walking. Not that I don’t trust the dwarves, dwarves are incredibly practical and straight forward but I had it checked by the priests. If it’s necessary to travel on the sea then I will, although I must admit the idea is disgusting.
We had set forth in the next couple of hours. I try to stay below decks as much as possible, no need to tempt the fates. The captain and crew seem to appreciate the gifts of my gods and I have tried to keep the crew as healthy as possible. So far the trip has been uneventful and with luck it will continue. On a side note, the Gnome has continued his work on his task and that has made me very disconcerted since a large hole in the hull of the ship would be a problem… perhaps I should consider incapacitating him for the remainder of the voyage?
We had a storm the other night but it was a mild squall and the crew handled it admirably.
I’m getting restless; it’s been quite some time since I’ve felt the land. The nearest thing to land is seagull shit. The Gnome has me very worried; I have decided to curse him with a drowsiness curse. It should not cause him pain, as a matter of fact he should feel quite rested and I shall remove the curse once we have landed.
We were attacked in the middle of the night by pirates. The battle was fairly fierce. If I could swim I would have chanced going up on deck however, as it was I positioned myself to guard the entrance to the lower decks. We were victorious of course. Several of the crew needed medical attention after the battle but most survived. I shall have to study my holy book for spells which might be useful if this situation arises again.
Several nights later the ship sailed by some sirens which started luring the sailors on deck. I cast a zone of silence on the stairs leading to the deck which kept the sailors from being lured into the sea until the captain could decimate their rock outcropping with whatever that hand cannon he has is.
On the twelfth day out the wind completely stopped and we were dead in the water. It was several days until we had a good strong wind again.
It seemed like forever until we were able to make land…