Vales of Void and Shadow

Journal of Balthazar

Day x.
Wilderness. I hate the wilderness. It’s beautiful, yes, but it’s not my realm. Our guide knows this place like a second home, and even he is loathe to head into the swamps we’re making for. Tells me something.

Never the less, we must proceed. Commerce warfare could be the first step in a plan to undermine the keep. If so, war will come, and not the glorious kind my Lords favor.

Day x+2.

Frogs. Viscious, nasty little creatures. I told them they were there; they still don’t have eyes to see nor the sense to listen when I do. They have been laid to rest. We camped, before advancing into the keep we’ve found. Something does not bode well.



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