Pirate: NAME: Bristle Beard JOB: Arr, I be a boatswain on this here ship, or what's left of it. We're SHIPWRECKED, matey. I'm not sure what happened. SHIPWRECKED: Arr, the Captain may have said something in his LOG about what happened. LOG: Don't just sit there, you swabbie, help me look for it! It might be on this here bookshelf or in that there chest. Or it could be in the dresser in his quarters.
Captain's Log: When we got close to the dark void, a strange storm rolled in. Those cultists and their infernal dark void mission have doomed us! I should have listened to Irene when she told me they were up to no good.
Irene, the pubkeeper in a town to the east, might know about the CULT that caused the shipwreck.