The weather started to turn foggy, and the position of watchman atop the mast became a full time job. Mostly they watched for over vessels, while the Giant Armored Octopus kept an eye out for underwater monsters. There weren't many to be found, but they had been catching one almost every day since the weather started to get cold.
If it weren't for the temperature, the white fog against the blue of the sea and gray sky would actually make for a beautiful day. Everyone had spent at least some time out in the cold just to enjoy the view, limited as it might be by the fog. This also marked the first time since arriving in this world that any of the transfers had truly longed for a camera, or even art skills good enough to replicate what they were seeing. Especially when the bored Giant Armored Octopus would play with each other in the waters near the boat.
