Word spreads quickly amongst the crew: Captain's been in a mood overnight. A foul one. She's been abusing sailors for the slightest imperfections in their efforts to clean, scrub, sand, and polish the Sea Lynx's every surface, and doubling chores for offenders who try to protest the unfairness of it. Even those normally spared her ire aren't safe. Hasn't the Sea Lynx been kept ship-shape and tidy the whole journey? Haven't the crew already been working hard to get her ready for their imminent arrival in Omrazir? Why this sudden urgency and anger, when everything seems to be going so well? She seems finally to have ended her tirade with the coming of sunrise and the handover to First Mate Wasi, and shut herself in her cabin with no explanation or apologies.
