Entry VI

Snapshot of the moments before disaster:
 
The Druid revealed the monster below the waves to us, and we were afraid. It opened its maw to hell and began to devour water and ocean beasts alike. Some ended up on the deck, eels and fish thrashing on the deck. I ran up to the fore deck and blessed the front liners: Nico, Lumi, and Melidi. Nico left the wheel to me and waded in. Before I could seize it, the water knocked me to my knees. I had to crawl on my belly to take my post. The quiet sorcerer, Oz, joined my position to weave magics upon the beast. One-two. The second took effect. But the great current took effect on Oz, knocking him over the side. Scrawny (magic user) as he looked, and wounded as well, I wasn't going to leave him alone, so I quickly followed. I should've given him more credit, as he was precariously clinging to the window ledge on the stern. I went into the drink. Our halfling fellows lost their vessel, but their misfortune was my luck, and I commandeered it for my purposes above the water line- and Oz's. It was then I saw that the beast in our wake was not alone: something larger was rising quickly to meet our pursuer. It erupted from the waves, consuming the smaller fish in a single gulp. Quite large.