I'm keeping a record of events, brother, just as you recommended. You chose this island well. I will enjoy my stay here, I'm sure. The weather has been fair, and I have had much time to meditate on the Prophecy. I'm learning much in the solitude, though I miss the company Io'Lokar offered.
There was a disturbance off the coast this evening. It could have been a quake, as it rattled the island briefly. On a brief flyby it appeared there was a whirlpool forming to the northeast. I will study it further in the morning.
I awoke today and discovered after a look at the stars that 3 days have passed. How could I slumber for so long? I must have eaten or I would be famished by now. But I also feel ill. What does this mean?
Strange, I do not even remember writing the last few entries here. There is something wrong with me, I know it now. Something bubbles over from under my scales, and it is very irritating. It is hard to even move. I managed to get to the surface and saw a band of sahuagin there, a team of them pulling a human vessel on board. The creatures cowered in my presence and pushed a pair of human sailors in my direction, as perhaps an offering.
I blacked out again at that point and now I am back in my lair.
I tried a ritual today to attempt to fix my condition. I do not think it worked. I can't tell time anymore. Flying out of the question. I can hear the sahuagin, they are in the chambers now, chattering at each other. They looked to me expectantly, as if waiting for something. I managed to scare them off, but even moving out of my pool is difficult.
Tired, must rest…