The Biscuits encountered heavy river traffic as they approached the river delta. There were many skiffs and a few barges plying about, along with larger ocean-going ships.

Soon enough, they pulled into the wharf-town of Nessermouth. Gimar and Jaron headed out to find an ocean-going vessel, while the rest of the party restocked provisions and generally got the lay of the land.

When Gimar and Jaron returned, they pointed out the ship they would be taking to the south.

Wed availed himself of the opportunity, since he was still running a fever from the swamp. Gimar wandered about looking for dwarves with information, and the rest of the party mostly meandered, eventually enjoying a hearty meal at a halfling establishment.

Gimar also ended up at a small halfling eatery, finally giving up on finding dwarves with maps. He wasn't disappointed in the ale, however. It was a southern variety, light and very hoppy.

The next morning, bright and early, the Biscuits set out across the Relmor Bay on board the Saucy Mare. Yodavan got some flak from one of the sailors, but got his revenge in the end with a well placed deck-water spill. The sky was clear, but Wed stayed below, his fever turned instead to sea-sickness. Nicola pronounced him otherwise healthy, however, and came up on deck to listen to the group.

After sailing for a bit, most of the Biscuits went below decks to escape the heating sun. The Mare was a fast ship and made good time in the morning, but by afternoon was becalmed and drifting slightly. The crew was grumbling and the Captain didn't seem completely at ease.

Only Gimar, Yodavan, and Rheaph were above decks, and Gimar was pacing loudly over the Biscuit's cabin below. The sea they were now drifting in contained increasing amounts of flotsam; various logs and masses of seaweed were clumped here and there.

Yodavan headed over to the port side of the boat then, and Rheaphlyndar nearly reached the crew's basket in peace. A sailor on the starboard deck yelled out.

As the alarm was sounded on the ship, Yodavan rushed over and tried to move another of the logs to block the dark shape. His ring wasn't quite powerful enough, however. Gimar reached for his crossbow when a voice from above called out.

The rogue then leapt from the top of the rigging. He willed his armor to a full glide down to the giant crocodile below, now driving straight at the hull.

As the rest of the Biscuits were scrambling up the narrow staircase, Wed awoke from a bad dream and called out.

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