The Fairy Diary Day 258 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Finally Captain Dorgone has the ship on our desired heading. Northward, with following seas. (Thanks to Merlin, I do believe).  

The captain and Goff suspect that Hawk was the one who had tied down the rudder. Especially having learned what Noralei had observed about him on their shift.  She recognized the cord used on the rudder as unique to him and further suspects it has magical qualities. (Merlin is examining its remains). 

His disappearance though remains a mystery. Was he a hapless victim in the storm? Or having accomplished his designs had he escaped somehow? Rumble thinks he may well have been a dark elf. 

Dunfallon kept pestering the wizard for news about his friends up in Dromadil, especially the troll Geog. I pulled the pixie aside and promised we’d all confer together with Merlin some time later this evening after seeing to our important tasks. 

I know I am just as curious as he is.

The Fairy Diary Day 253 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

When Rumble and I began our watch this morning it was all very different. Not only had the storm passed behind us, but the land to our north had disappeared completely from that horizon. It is now more paramount than ever that we begin to round in that direction. The captain is doing all he can to claw our way up to the north, but it is clear we are being pushed much further to the west.

By midday the sky in every quarter was darkening – except our current location. 

It was eerie to be in bright sunshine and to see a band of black surrounding us. Dorgone and Goff have never seen the like before. Dorgone called up the other watch to aid during the coming blow. 

I feel I won’t be able to write for quite some time. 

The Fairy Diary Day 250 #TFDbyRWOz2

Meribabell writes:

Between the captain and ourselves we decided to stop our enlistment efforts after securing just two other crew members. Rumble, Noralei, Dunfallon and myself agreed to actively participate in the tasks of sailing the ship – under his instruction of course.

(Besides we have other skills that should prove helpful on our passage north).

We followed the fishing fleet out of the bay in the wee small hours of the morning. When it turned south, we turned north. 

The captain split the crew into two watches – Rumble and myself will report to the older elf, Goff, for the day shift – and Noralei and Dunfallon will serve with a much younger elf, (who wants to be called Hawk), on the night watch. 

It was a good day for sailing with favorable winds. Though they are pushing us northwards there is a good deal of westering which is needed to round the shore that is directly ahead. The land no one will name lies further west, then north.