Spelljammer? Pwah! We call her the Siren, the most deadly wench in wildspace, and she lures men to their destruction.
I've seen her. All too close. We were near the Bandor Cluster when she appeared. Being right-thinking explorers, we closed in. Being careful, we decided not to land on her until we surveyed the situation. She was beautiful, we all agreed that, but our luck ran sour as soon as we touched her air envelope. Our own 'jammer, a wizard named Kalivox, got excited, babbling about how wonderful it all was. Then he took us in for a landing.
Our captain was on top of things in an instant, bellowing like an owlbear and ripping the helm from Kalivox. At that point we were in freefall, just like a brick falling toward the ship. The captain slapped the helm on Kalivox's assistant, we stabilized with just feet to spare, and we left that cursed ship at the fastest speed possible.
Kalivox recovered, but he couldn't say why he countermanded the captain's order. The captain left Kalivox at the next port.
Something affected the wizard, that much I'm sure of. If we had landed, we probably all would be dead by now. That's why I call her the Siren, and I warn any ship that wanders into her way to clear the decks.
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