Ship loot:
+1 axe
+1 shield
+1 harpoon
322 gold
3 potion of mind resistance (one used by Simyon, two poured into the pods)
3 obsidian alien art relics with similar symbols and script to the armor

Rolled up note and quill (in draconic):
Dearest Una-
As I pen down these words, my mind is finally clear, and my heart trembles with both fear and hope. If you are reading this note, then it means fate has smiled upon me, and I have broken free from the dark clutches of the mindflayer's thrall that ensnared my thoughts and will for what felt like an eternity.

I write this letter in the event that this message finds its way to you, for I do not know what fate awaits me now that I am no longer under the mindflayer's control. I pray that I am still alive, though I am uncertain of what horrors I might have committed while enslaved by that sinister creature.

The day I was taken, everything changed. My thoughts were no longer my own, and my every action was dictated by the will of the mindflayer. I became a mere puppet, forced to serve its malevolent desires, and in that darkness, I lost myself.

But then, a glimmer of hope shone upon me. I stumbled upon a potion, a rare concoction that promised to break the mindflayer's grasp on my mind. Fearing that it might be my only chance at freedom, I mustered my courage and drank it. The sensation was both painful and liberating, as if a veil had been lifted from my consciousness.

Now, as I reclaim my identity, memories of you flood my mind like a long-lost melody, and I cling to them like a drowning sailor clings to a lifebuoy. Your love and warmth were the beacon that guided me through the darkest of times, even when I was a slave to the mindflayer's will.

I must find my way back to you, for you are my home, my anchor, my sanctuary. But know that this journey is fraught with danger, and I might face unknown terrors before I can see your face again. If the worst befalls me and this letter is all that remains of my existence, know that I love you with all my heart and soul.

Should we be reunited, I may not be the same person you once knew. The horrors I endured and the deeds I was forced to commit might haunt me forever. But with your love and support, perhaps we can begin to mend the shattered pieces of my soul and build a future together.

Remember that I am forever grateful for the moments we shared, and those memories will be the armor that shields me from the darkness. Keep me in your heart, as I will always keep you in mine.

With love and longing,
Timold