Captain's Log; 2 Light, 698

My sister used to keep something like this. Might as well start with these records now, with a truly eventful night. The Human, Torth, informed me of a dire situation with our cargo.
 
Rats. Foul rats.
 
We managed to eradicate them, but not before two of the newer members were bitten and infected. The minotaur, Rald, and the little aquatic long-mouse, Peanut, were the victims. They were left in the care of our unsettling medic.
 
The creatures must have gotten on when we stopped to resupply at Tankherst. Next time, I will assign a lookout for the vermin.
 
The crew's moral has definitely taken a hit. Not the best start to a new captain's role. Hopefully, my deeds in the coming days will speak of my worthiness.
 
On another dour note, our... Elemental Engine, was it? It is starting to break. Noodles informed me this morning of the problem. Hopefully, *someone* in Feon can help us with it. Otherwise, the Soul of the Horizon will die.