Captain’s Log – Entry 11 At last, this journey has come to an end. Our rest at the Pilgrim’s Tavern grants me time to reflect on the many months spent exploring this wondrous world. Now I must journey back home to share my findings with other curious minds who will also have the courage to undertake this journey, and maybe, find more hidden wonders yet unseen. We stock up on supplies and head back to the ship anchored in Merchant's Cove. We sail northward. A part of me grieves to leave this world behind. This adventure will forever remain etched in memory. Night falls, and with it, a storm unlike any we have ever faced. Waves upon waves rock the ship, taking it apart with each blow. Lightning tears the sky, and in its blinding flash, we glimpse the silhouette of a monstrous shape rising from the sea itself. Then, darkness. We survive… though not all of us. Cast ashore upon an unknown island, we mourn the fallen and begin the struggle for survival. I set forth into the forest, every sense sharpened, determined to find food and shelter. The deeper I go, the weight of our fate is heavy on my mind. Then a scream. Blood curdling, Terrible. I rush toward its source, and witness the impossible: The transformation of a Wereleopard.