Sylvester Archipelago

- What's going on? - he called out to the first person he saw.

- The wind gauge seems to have ingested some kind of filth! He's dying, it seems! - replied one of the sailors.

Basically, if first aid works in this situation, I'll help, but if not, then it's a lost cause.

It doesn't work.

3, 4, 5

Unfortunately, there was no healer on any of these ships. The sailors just shrugged. And when Werner finally managed to find him on the second ship, it was already too late. All he could do was confirm Arkil's death. By that time, the captain, Zalatov, Lutiel, and several sailors were already in his cabin.
- You were told not to give him money until we returned! - Morutz said to Zalatov in an indignant tone.
- I didn't give him money! He probably had some savings.
- Calm down, guys, - said Lutiel, trying not to show that he was upset by Arkil's death. - Maaril, arrange for Arkil's embalming. He has relatives. We must return his body to them.
- Of course, sir.
- You can all leave. There's nothing more to see here, - Lutiel said to those gathered and hurried to leave the cabin.