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A Battered Old Ship's Log #1157731

Item 'a battered old ship's log' is type book, alignment 0, made of wood,
has keywords 'book large battered log'.
This item weighs 0 stones and 40 pebbles, and is valued at 2,510 gp.
This level 20 item has the attributes: no-auction no-rent
A battered old ship's log is in excellent condition.
*This item may be repaired 5 times.

The book is covered in mildew and water stains, encrusted with sea salt on
the dark green leather and gold inlay of the cover and binding. The title
of the book is unclear but you can just make out the words The Ships Log of
The Silver Faun. Most of the entries were either too blurred or tedious to
bother with until you read the entry for its last voyage. 
"26th May 961
At Sigil we took on fresh water and supplies and a strange passenger. He
was cloaked and hooded in black, from head to foot, so that only his
grey-green eyes were visible. His name is Vosindar, and is reputed to be an
arch mage of immense wealth and power.  What his business is, or even
destination, he will not say. All we know is we are taking him and his
luggage to Templeton. The deckhands are on edge and mutter of an ill omen
that has pass over us. I have never seen them so on-edge before a voyage."
The next several entries are too blotted and stained to make out except for
a few lines.
"Several of the crew have voiced their fears about the contents of
Vosindars seven trunks, as they have heard strange noises from the cases.
They are sure that some magical creature lies within. With the wealth that
he is deemed to have there must be much wealth and treasure within, but no
one will go near them. I have not seen Vosindar since he embarked as he has
not left his cabin. I must admit I too feel a foreboding."
Looking through the smudges you can just make out the last entry.
"As we passed Pirates Cove the weather was brisk but clear, when
un-natural storm blew in from nowhere, the such as I have never seen
before. It has driven us miles north of the trade routes and we are now
completely lost. The wave pounds us like battering rams and the wind shreds
the sails as if it has talons. The men cower in the hold and cry that this
will be their grave. I can hear the Fauns backbone breaking; she wont
last to see the morrow. I am sure that this is the hand of Vosindar, what
ever is in those trunks he wants hidden deep in the brine. May the spirits
for the sea preserve us for we are already dead."
You wonder if the trunks still lie on the sea bed and what was inside them
that scare the crew. Did Vosindar scuttle the ship or did he perish with
her crew, what did happen to the Silver Faun!

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