The day is a hot one - 91F - and extremely humid. The breeze helps to cool things only slightly, it seems. Salaam is kept busy creating food and especially water for the thirsty crew. Brightaxe, Gonzo, Occa, Op Code and Darian begin to feel a little better as evening comes on. However, because she has no food and water aboard to act as ballast, the Triton is riding extremely high and light in the water, and hence tends to bob around in the waves.
However, the day passes without incident.
"Ugh! You'd think my previous exposure to sailing would make me immune to this." mutters Darian.
BrightAxe gathers himself alone and prays.