Ragonil kept vigil with us all day as we watched the comings and goings on the bay. Most, however, were one masted fishing vessels, so definitely not in accord with my vision. There were fewer two masted ships, and none of them had a bow with a pair of eyes.
We were about to give up for the day, when Dunfallon came running up with Rumble. The two dragged me out on the farthest end of the quay. There – tied up and apparently abandoned, lay a two-master – coated in filth. Dunfallon excitedly brushed aside the dirt on its bow to reveal an eye – looking back at us.
We caught up with Ragonil, who was with Noralei at the quay along the shore.
Together we went in search of the owner.