Something of a ruckus ensues outside the forecastle a little past dusk when, it seems, the Prince Regent catches some strange foreign fellow meddling about around the prow of the Sea Lynx. It's hard to tell just what the incident is about, except the meddler -- who, it is whispered around in horrified wonder, has a healed-up hole in his *head*!! -- seems to have babbled something about being down there "looking for magic". Whatever *that* means, it doesn't seem to have made the Prince Regent very happy, and after some quite angry words he returns to his cabin in very black looks.
