Captain Seymour Buts Of the S.S. Fut Buker

(In angry, scrawled, handwriting) THAT ABSOLUTE MAD WOMAN! Our dearest captain challenged some mythical sailor by the name of Nickege Cheg to a race and dared to bet not only HALF of our cargo! But also one of our crew to spend a night in his quarters, from which we may not have returned! And what could possibly have been so worth the trip that captain boldly bet all of these resources??? A HAT. A hat with a fancy ass feather in it! HOORAY. I'm so happy to know that her crew and cargo are expendable as game pieces when it comes to her own personal adventures. We barely won as well, pulling out by little more than a ships length.

As well as this, I have come to be thrust into a reality of magic, as I have found out that Akash, with all his self imposed importance is actually blessed by some force of nature as he can manipulate wind at will and even make people fly in the damn air. I had thought that anyone like this was surely dangerous, with the burn serving as a harsh reminder,

but... Maybe everything will work out.

I could tell Akash was taken aback by this revelation but...

​(There is the beginning of a word but looks as if the quill was just left on the paper.)