Right Honorable Sir:\n\nCaptain Tavares of the Vendetta has tasked me with finding a Northman shipwright named Didrik Gundersen. It is my understanding you may be familiar with this man.\n\nI believe the rumors claiming that this Northman had become Lost are entirely false. I have spoken to a quartermaster who saw him drinking in this very establishment. A queer thing for a Withered to do, wouldn’t you agree?\n\nIf I may impose upon you, I would request that you send immediate word to Captain Tavares’ camp should you see this Northman. The Captain would make it worth your while.\n\nIndebted to you,\n\nDuarte Pontes, Shipwright\n

Finding the Witness

The Northman Shipwright

The old Northman was clearly mad. Pale as a Withered, I was stunned he could utter anything other than crazed curses. I saw no evidence of the gifted shipwright he had once been. All I could see was a haunted corpse. \n\nHe gibbered about a monster that lurks in the heart of the storm. “Kraken” he called it, a beast like the biblical Leviathan. After uttering its name, he seized me with an iron grip, pleading with me as if his soul depended on it. “Do not attempt to leave! Do not enter the storm!”\n\nI left the poor wretch with a bottle of rum. I hope never to see him again.\n\nDP\n

Didrik the Mad

Rumors of the Beast

My desperate pleas fall on deaf ears. \n\nCaptain Tavares will not be swayed from his mad plan. I insisted that no ship can resist the ravages of the Maelstrom. No amount of armor will protect the hull. No cunning configuration of sails will weather this storm. This is sheer folly!\n\nBut I owe the Captain my life. I am compelled by honor to obey his command. \n\nI fear we are damned. I can only pray that the Vendetta will serve as a warning to others. \n\nMay God have mercy on our souls!\n\nDP\n

Tavares’ Mad Plan

Attempted Escape

By God, the Northman was right! Those who doubted now reside in the murky deep. And I shall join them soon enough. I cling to what is left of our once proud ship.\n\nAt long last, I have set eyes upon it. The beast that lurks in the heart of the storm. Just as Didrik had warned, a kraken of the Old World. Its baleful gaze illuminates the water like the spectral moon. This demon is the true guardian of this accursed island!\n\nThere is no escape from Aeternum. The Maelstrom will see to that. \n\nThere is no escape…\n\nDP\n

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