Online:Second Scrap of Adubaer's Journal
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... to be off the ship and back on land. The sea is not for this one. Night falls and we make camp outside Bthzark. The others are wary but suspect nothing. Finally, something to hold above Morantor's head, to make him squirm. To think he did not even recognize his former slave. Reminding him will be delightful.