Diary Excerpt two

A curious event, this past meeting of the Warband. Something does not sit right. Entry Fifty Three I met one named Forostel, sister to one named Ebbephant. She informed the Warband present that Ebbephant left a note stating his desire to sail west. I do not trust her. If Eppephant has truly decided to sail then any wish he had must be honoured to a degree and he must be allowed to perform the journey as he sees fit, if that includes not saying goodbye it is his right. No matter the feelings of those who knew him they have no right to interfere in anyway. However…this Forostel seemed far too quick to capitalise on his leaving. It is likely nothing of any real concern but grief turned to desire remarkable quickly. We can also only hope that Nelnardis does nothing overly rash in her desire to say goodbye to this Eppephant.