After our encounter with the Roc we managed to rest for the night. In the morning, we awoke to the fact that our ship had been boarded by a military vessel. The captain asked me to bring up any other passengers and I obliged, bringing Silver, Skamos, and Floran with me. He asked for our papers, to which we obliged. The captain managed to heckle Floran until he was shown the royal invitation, which made him pale and retreat. Most of the day was spent training and practicing, and I managed to give Floran a crash-course in undead. During the night we were set upon by an adult white dragon. It was a gnarly fight that left me dead in the water until I was brought aboard and revived. I went downstairs to bandage my wounds, but resurfaced when I felt the boat sway unnaturally. Upon reaching the deck I saw what the cause was: the dragon's corpse was back on the ship. I saw Floran grow the scalpel they found in the temple of Paracelsus and begin to sever the head from the beast. As they worked, I saw that they were not beheading the dead dragon, and tried to pry the scalpel from their grasp to no avail. It was as if they were set to their task carving runes into the beast and it glowed something fierce before rising once more. We managed to down the beast again, and it plunged back into the sea. I was... Disgusted. Shocked. Angered. I ordered Floran to not use the scalpel again and to learn it well. If they ever resurrected another being I promised them that I would take their head, to which they agreed. I went back downstairs after that; I couldn't manage to stand the sight of Skamos and Floran. Later, Tanaka asked what happened and she seemed to be impressed that we downed an adult white dragon twice. I'm hoping I can quickly sleep this off and bounce back. This is two times we have come close to an untimely end aboard this ship, and I'd rather not keep doing this same song and dance.