It’s 9am on the edge of Turid’s Folly. Rays of sunshine hit my eyes, and they open instinctively. The morning air fills with the beautiful music of songbirds, and my heart, filled with despair the night before, has been restored by faith. She spoke to me last night, in my dreams. This was different than anything I’ve […]
Month: April 1136
The Crowbar
It’s 8am in the Dwarven Caves. The quiet of this place is eerie and makes me feel deaf, nothing like the never ending hammering and digging down in the mines. Or the friendly banter of the crew throughout the workday. I wonder what has happened to the guys… did any of them escape the camp? […]
Salithius The Necromancer
I wake in a different world than when I went to bed. The adrenaline is gone, and a dull pain has settled in. The little hope I had for my father has been replaced with mourning. I managed to grab his rings and his dagger, reminders of the man he was before being turned into […]
Squid Heads
Mari’s cabin: 4pm. We are sitting quietly in Mari’s cabin as the sun lowers and late afternoon turns into evening. It seems a peaceful quiet, like from before this time of Gaia’s pain. It’s the first time in days that it hasn’t felt like horror. Sigrid takes this respite as an opportunity to make Mari’s […]
Fear and Hope
I have come to know fear. It is at once a crippling yoke and an incredible sense of freedom. Fear is the ever present gnawing in the back of your mind that you won’t be through this, that everything is lost. And fear is also clarity: a vivid picture of forward progress where choices are […]
A Very Close Call
They destroyed the creatures that killed my family. They lit the house on fire and burned all the evil things wearing my family’s bodies. The monsters things killed my family, and then my companions killed the creatures that took my family from me. We run past the Egersund farm, past the Reitan farm, and Hans’ […]
The Unliving
Temple of Helga, 4:30 pm Brother Hami issues orders for the alarm to be struck immediately. I didn’t have to convince him; the terror in my eyes did that for me. As soon as I hear the Bell of Helga’s call, I strike out for the western gate. How long will it take for the townsfolk […]
Walking Nightmares
I have never been one to write a journal; I never had reason to, until now. With what has happened, a journal seems essential. Everything has changed, and documenting these events may be important later on, when we have to look at the consequences of our actions. This is the third time I’ve tried to […]
