Mad'Lynn Lorekeeper. We stumbled across Mad Lynn while pillag, uh, scouting the docks of Somerset. The land lubbers were having quite a feast and this rather friendly wench beckoned us to join them. We could barely understand her, for she giggled and rambled endlessly, speaking only in Italian. She seemed eager to have us sample her wares, er, try her meat, uh, she offered us food. After many of us had fattened up on her good cookin, we decided to kidna ... ah, invite her aboard as our scullery. We figured she'd also be a great asset overseas. Unfortunately, we found out later, her ability to speak Italian would only last until she got sober. She may seem daft at times but she bakes a mean brownie! You'll find her about the kitchens, playin her spoons, never too far from her wineskin.