*The following note could be found in some rather conspicuous public places*
Dear remaining members of the crew,
During the previous week, I was tasked by the authorities to collect gold for the Orphan's Fund of Britannia. While collecting, I came across a group of warriors who not only told me to **** off, but tried to do so with the edge of their swords.
So I was to get no funds for the wee children that day. But at least I could try to run away.
Or so I thought. It turns out that these highwaymen had an ambush planned for me in the woods, and between myself and the seven of them, I was beaten soundly to a pulp.
A good Samaritan must have found me, for I awoke in the care of the Umbra Bloodletters, minus a few pints of blood (which I plan on replenishing in the tavern later).
I implore you, treat the groups who reside in Olympus (aka the Purple Guardians of Honor) and the oddly named "Vampire's Lair" (aka the Children of Darkness) with caution, and assume they are hostile. It may benefit you to attack them before they can attack you, for their reinforcements will surely be hiding nearby!
Your Captain,
Aneirin Grace