Dr. Wafel Zinraal's diary, 5 July

A tempest blew over our encampment last night with no warning. There was no time to bring the observation balloon down, but Ensign Graver in charge of the bucket was quick-witted enough to cut the lines and keep abreast of the storm. They're still a half-dozen nautical miles out, but working their way back. We did have a bit of flooding on the ground, and two of our automated Teslatic cannons shorted out. Guards have been doubled until they're repaired.