There has been little time to maintain a log.
Sporadic encounters with the Kataii, thus far culmination with a brief by very good fight. Though casualties were sustained, our Ubara holds the Kataii Ubara captive. Her life is in Ubara NightStorm's hands.
We have reached our territory, bypassing Turia.
We are taking on water, and then press on to our summering encampment, begin camp formation, tend to the pyres for our fallen and then meet our ships along the coast to load them for our return to Scagnar and our extended family there.
Hang in there Tuchuk, our journey is close to an end for another migration.