Across Boknafjord

Travel

By three o'clock, the wind has strengthened even more, verging on a strong wind. The sky is nearly overcast, but there's no rainfall yet. The two masted sloop has slung your mule and donkey into its hold and the cart as well, stowed your gear and assigned you to bunks, about 22 in. per man. As you get underway, the swaying of the ship causes you to swing and bump into each other, as you lay in near dark, one lantern swaying in your room. The captain has ordered that food will be served after 5 o'clock, when the weather permits.

By six, you've eaten, the temperature has grown brisk (in the high 40s F) ... but though you might expect a storm, the intensifying weather passes. By midnight, the sky is clear again, the wind has slackened to a moderate breeze. By morning, the weather has improved so that it is cool, though unfortunately the wind is still against you. By nine in the morning of the 24th, you can see the southern peninsula of Karmoy. By 11, you're there. It takes an hour to unload your gear and set you ashore. The sky is clear as a bell.

Intentions?

Vafrandir: I say load up the cart, hitch the donkey, and head northward along the road. No real reason to hang around the dock while daylight is burning. Are there any other passengers disembarking here?

The DM: Today, no. The sloop is picking up two passengers, a young man and a woman, and a load of winter potatoes, three bales of wool and two tons of timber.