I think you’ll like this one. A child brought in this battered old logbook saying he’d found it on the beach near his home. Barely half of it is legible, but the lab techs claim everything on their end checks out, so the higher ups want you to take a look. I’d love some answers to one of the most famous mysteries in aviation as much as the next guy, but honestly, historians (you included!) have agreed for decades that if Captain Ro used an enchanted logbook, it was lost with the airship, so my money’s still on it being a fake. It’s a damn good one, though. Enjoy! -Levin

“…making good time. None of the other barrels were contaminated so we shouldn’t need to cut rations. There’s some rough weather on the horizon so I’m going to have the crew check and secure everything this afternoon. They’ll grumble, and the Skymage says it should only be a small squall, but there’s something about those clouds I just don’t like.”

“…storm was brief, as promised, but it left the ship covered in strange mites. They look rather like thundermites, but there was no lightning in that storm and they’re too small and the wrong color besides. You can almost see through them, and they catch the light in odd ways. Skymage Mar says that his spells slide right off them, and now the crew want to scrape them off by hand. We still haven’t gotten clear of the cloudbank, so that should keep their minds occupied in the…”

“…don’t come off cleanly. Half the ship is now covered in a slippery, foul-smelling slime. Some of the crew tried to scrub it off, but I ordered a halt when one cabin boy became violently ill. He’s already developing a fever. I’ve asked Skymage Mar to try some more mundane spells to clean the worst of it off, and hopefully we can prevent more exposure and illness. I’ve told the crew to resume their normal duties.”

“No one can find the ship’s cat. It’s too smart to have fallen overboard, and has its protection charm besides. But after nearly two days trapped in the fog of this accursed cloudbank, with everything that’s happened aboard since the squall, I’m having trouble keeping the crew calm.”

“The cabin boy is dead. And I’m afraid Skymage Mar may be responsible. First Mate Dena was going to check on the boy when Mar burst out in a frenzy and attacked her. She managed to subdue him, but he was knocked unconscious and the cabin boy was found to be dead. None of the crew knows for the moment, and I’m hoping to keep it that way until we get some answers. Everyone’s been behaving a bit oddly with all the mites and the remains of that noxious slime everywhere, so I don’t know if Mar was in his right mind or if this is his own version of the boy’s illness. We’ve done our best to immobilize him so he can’t do anything rash when he wakes, with his direct connection to the ship I don’t like to think what he could-“