It took me two months to actually leave Finley Island (thankfully there were other food stores that once the fog cleared we could get to). Despite there being an actual ship on the island the weather really turned awful and none of the remaining workers were that good of sailors to actually get the damn thing going. So we waited and waited, and eventually Hanlon sent ANOTHER envoy to the island who thankfully found it free of evil fog monsters.
The missing men were found deep in the mine where they got ore, all dead and in various states of being eaten. Apparently whatever the old hag was, you can add creepy cannibal to the list. We also found a journal written in a language I still can't read. I figure it was some detailed list of all the horrible things she did while remainig in some overwhelming fog creature form. One day I'll probably find out its like a cookbook or a diary detailing how she really liked this factory worker that never looked her in the eyes or something.
As far as the fog creatures, apparently they were unique to the person seeing them (why I saw sea creatures instead of the untold number of horrors I've witnessed? I'll never know). You'll notice I say I have no idea about a lot of stuff, because honestly as your humble observer while I try and give you the idea I'm omnipotent I'm clearly not, or I would have never gone to Finley Island in the first damn place!
All said and done when I returned to my shop my shorty companions hadn't burnt the thing to the ground. They had actually stewarded it well, it stunned me too at the time. Honestly I've found that shorties are some of the best workers specifically because hehe they have been sold short on their abilities. Hanlon also owned up to his part of the bargain and I was able to purchase weaponry from him, and not just the cheap crap everyone else in town had, but some of the really nice boutique level weaponry the noble customers loved. It was a good time to be me, all things considered, though shortly after returning I picked up a fairly nasty cold that did not leave me. So while I was doing good everywhere else, I was miserable with the illness. I'm sure Morley would laugh that I didn't just kill someone to cure myself, but I'm not a total monster! Just you know mostly one.
Tomorrows entry will be the start of a bit of a different one, I'll explain of course, but my little journal you are in for a real treat!
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