A little bit of worldbuilding. Would like to know what you guys think.
Expedition to Equatoria by Palla Marvique
16th Marska 1803
We finally landed on the pale shores of the mythic land. The climate was warm and soothing, but I could not say the same about the jungle that stood before us. The vegetation was thick and smothered the land in darkness and exotic sounds, unfamiliar to us aside from the songs of birds that relieved some of our anxiety. We decided it would be best for us to remain settled on the beach.
In the cooler evening, one of the crew, a sturdy lad by name of Kalib, came back from relieving himself with what appeared to be snake bites on his leg. He exacerbated about the stinging pain and he told us about his fiancé and family back in Nura. By the time he was finished, he was pale and the strength in his limbs faded. He fell to the ground, paralysed by the venom, eyes bloodshot and coughing up bile, the area where he had been bitten was turning a most strange and sickly purple. We attempted to treat him, but he was dead within about 3 hours after he had been initially been bitten. After some arguing, we agreed and dumped his body in he ocean, fearing that infection could be possible and highly contagious once brought onboard and back in the civilised lands. We rested that night, some of us took turns taking watch making sure we wouldn’t be bitten by whatever took the life of Kalib.