After jotting down the recent events in his diary, Charles set down his fountain pen and waited for the ink to dry before closing the book.1

He then pulled out his revolver from the pot of calcified water nearby and tucked it into his holster. It was time for his first round of patrol of the day aboard the Narwhale. This was part of his duty as a captain, one that didn't cease as long as they were still at sea.0

The first top was always the deck. The moment he emerged from the cabins, Charles spotted the sailors busily cleaning the deck. Meanwhile, Feuberbach was seated at the bow and meticulously scraping barnacles off a turtle with a knife.0

"Do you have so much affection for sea creatures?" Charles asked.0

The Second Mate stopped his work and turned to Charles with a...0