They spoke of coin – more coin than previous expeditions had been able to hustle up. I was barely enjoying my ale at the tavern when I overheard a pair of nomadic traders discussing antiquated findings they had scrounged up sweeping the estate and its surroundings. While I wish the best for them and meditate for their opportune future, I am gratified to see the weak abandon our ranks. More than half of those who had gathered deserted the perilous quest that day. Battered and beaten back by undead horrors and the terrors of the transmundane, many of my peers could hardly endure, on top of it all, insufficient lodging, scarce food, festering disease, and watered down ale.Ī squalled few approached the Benefactor about the condition of the hamlet and he admitted to depleting coffers. Many of those calling themselves adventurers were ill-prepared for the grueling quest they had set themselves upon. ![]() Tiresome grumblings and bellyaching touch every corner of the shambled hamlet. If ever these pathetic ramblings are recovered, I implore you: flee these treacherous lands. Perhaps it is my final curse to be amongst courageous and willful souls while I sink ever deeper into the blackness of Twilight’s embrace. We barely fought them off in the pitch black of this watery tomb. Our campsite is ruined, our efforts to inure ourselves in shambles. These creatures are relentless, ever-prowling and seeking to destroy humanity. the next few lines are even more shaken and illegible than before. the writing scrawls off haphazardly toward the edge of the crumbled page. We have seen many weeks together and, admittedly, my heart aches – I have only found some minor solace in Eurn’s cryptic quips and grim humour in light of our desperate situation. Malvallet’s dry bed-side manner cannot cure bedamned souls. Percy’s devil-dealing cannot save us now. The others have noticed my wavering sanity and though they offer I know there is aught they can do for me. We will die here even so, no one deserves to die alone. Their ignorance sickens me however, to make the journey back to the blackened estate on my own… We are to meet our end in this place yet my comrades prove impossibly stubborn. In darkness I have spoken with the Twilight Dreamer and she swept the fool’s veil from my eyes. I thought my will and wits impenetrable to the creeping darkness fabled to lurk here but as that very same ravenous damnation inevitably consumes me I see that it was naught but foolish bravado and greed what carried me to this miserable end…
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