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From the look of the mod, it'd be ideal for recovered journal pages-- some of the original inhabitants, and perhaps some from previous failed expeditions...

20th Spring, 854.

After an unseasonably rough voyage, we've finally found land. Our other three remaining ships still sail steadily in view, but our hopes were crushed when we saw the wreck of the Coralline on the coast. Treacherous reefs and forbidding cliffs make our approach a delicate matter, but the captain assures me we'll moor the ship in a bay to the north, then land in our smaller boats. If we can find materials rapidly enough, we can try to find any survivors. I'm not holding much hope, given the look of the ship.

23rd Spring, 854.

We've settled in a small bivouac near the harbor; the crew rapidly assembled a wooden palisade, though there has been no sign of natives or dangerous wildlife yet. The pheasants are delicious and the water sweet. I worry about our small wooden outpost, though-- each morning, we see fires in the woods. Small, lively things; they move unlike fires and thus far have left the trees unscathed. None are certain what they might mean, and one of our scouts is already late returning. Once the Harrietta's crew joins us tomorrow, we should be able to mount a rescue. As the boats cannot reach the Coralline safely and we are so few, we're staying huddled in our hovels, waiting for the rain to end. For now, I must be content studying the plants for my research...