Editing Stranded in fantasy (section)

==Journal Entry 218==

Where to begin.  While Marcus and Austin were out seeing about airship travel, I was sitting in town square watching them clean up after the festival and checking over some things in my Journal when some Elf girl, young looking, early teens maybe?  It's hard to tell with them.  Anyways, she walks up and stops, then starts looking over my shoulder.  She can fucking read English!  Kind of.  I grabbed her and made her start talking.  Almost got the attention of the guards and I scared the shit out of her.  So several generations back, some human got mixed in her family tree and they've been learning this “mysterious” language as tradition ever since and have even deployed it as a secret code in the family business, one of the wineries.  All their recipes and anything else they don't want anyone else to read is done up in rudimentary English.  She's off trying to set up a meeting with one of the elder family members who may have been alive back then.  I've gathered up everyone and we're going to check in once we get word back.  Oh yeah, airship news.  The Hebiry airship isn't going anywhere right now since Wolflake is kind of out of the trade loop now.  I'll see if I can convince them to hit Aeyllin or Ashvale later.  After we're done with this more important stuff.