Day 421.9
M. Koril

I do not feel very well at all. Too much bloodwine, too much fighting, too much noise perhaps. At least Qo’noS is dark. I’m waiting in the shipyard to hear from my new captain and crew.

Captain Sarnog has found a ship for Sylon and I. I am told that it is a ship that does not have much “honor”, but it will keep us far from Romulan space. When we arrived, I had thought we would be stuck here for days, weeks even, waiting for a trade vessel passing through that we might beg to join. I’m pleasantly surprised.

I am on one hand relieved to be able to get back into space and get moving again. On the other hand, I have no idea what life is going to be like aboard a Klingon ship, or what I will be expected to do. There is nothing familiar here. It’s all uncharted territory.

I miss Tovan. Even his silence was comforting, in its way.