Mistress & GrimTide
Mistress Mistress
Hey GrimTide, I’ve been circling a rumor about a ship that vanished without a trace—any chance your research has a clue?
GrimTide GrimTide
I’ve chased that one down before. The logbook stops right after the storm on the horizon, no distress signal, no wreckage found. It could be a phantom, or it could just be a bad report that got out of hand. Either way, the sea kept its secrets.
Mistress Mistress
Sounds like the sea’s playing games, GrimTide, but secrets don’t stay hidden forever—let’s see if I can sniff out a breadcrumb that slipped past your radar.
GrimTide GrimTide
If there’s a crumb, it’s probably buried in some old deck log or a forgotten harbor notice. Start with the ports that were last reported to see if anyone else mentioned a strange fog or a sudden silence. I’ll sift through the archives—maybe there’s a name that slipped through the cracks. Just keep your eyes on the details, and we’ll see what the tide brings.
Mistress Mistress
Sounds like a plan, GrimTide. I'll keep my eyes peeled for those hidden breadcrumbs—let me know if you spot anything that could stir the tide.
GrimTide GrimTide
Got it. I’ll keep my own eyes on the archives—if I find a thread that could pull the story out of the dark, I’ll drop you a line. Good luck with the breadcrumb hunt.