I received word through the Society ticker, called the Ticketer, that a defector within the Physterrian Fleet had begun firing on our ships in the Sea of Marlen. My heart went to my throat when the news first broke, as I thought back to last night's conversation with Phyrran. However, when I joined the quest through my console, I was met immediately with Phyrran's avatar, Brobart.

The defector was apparently Morayndon, played by my good friend, Carl Roberts, who said afterward that he and his band of friends had been plotting this all along. So this was all in good sportmanship for the Society, just a figment of fair dynamics, which can be random at times.

With that being said, his strategy was bad. He had only one ship, but thought he could pull this off because he had Claystormer Bombshells on board. But that requires fuel, so when the rest of the Fleet fired upon him, the fuel tanks exploded and destroyed his ship, forcing his avatar and those of his other friends to have to re-spawn. Morayndon ended up ressurecting all the way in Galacia; and, ironically, my avatar commanded his ship to sail all the way over and pick him up.

All's well that ends well. I decided not to discipline his avatar. Having to ressurect afterward was justice enough for him. And we joked about this over the table at the Slack later on.

On the way back to my residence, Sara Pindroh came to me with a fundraising idea for the Society and its needs. I have no time to write about it now, so I will write when I next get the chance.