Talogan woke up bright and early, as did some of his crew. Since they were on shore and don't expect too much work to be done, some such as Kulee, Hurrik, and Nyx slept in. Derrick and Johnathan were up though and seemed to be eating some sort of fish pie, and on the docks you can already see various sailors and workers going about early morning business. There was even an old woman with a portable oven selling fish pies, which likely explains where Johnathan and Derrick got theirs. Coming down the street looking somewhat haggard was Tayang, Hector, and Oliver. From the scruff on their armor and Oliver holding his arm, it looks like they ran into some trouble. Upon reaching you, Tayang told you what happened.

"Morning captain. As ya told the lads last night, we scouted out for that shipwreck down south. We found the ship wreck sure enough, beached along some jagged rocks below the cliffs. We tried climbing down a bit but well... Footing isn't the most stable there. And that's not the worse of it captain. Me and the lads found a large horde of drowned." Stories of the drowned were common among sailors and pirates: the poor and pitiful folk who die at sea without a proper send off. Basically, zombies, but with an uncanny ability to float and climb aboard ships. "We counted at least twenty of em. Twas a good thing we spotted em before they spotted us, because when they did they all came chasing. One managed to catch Oliver and cut em with a rusty knife." Oliver was getting patched up by Derrick, who had to use his own hot knife to disinfect and clean his wound. "And to make matters worse, there might be a Siren or something there too. Those drowned didn't spot us until we heard some sort of singing from the shipwreck. Didn't see what caused it but I'd bet my wages it controls the drowned."