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Wednesday, August 4, 2021

Tales of Windsward

Turbulent Waters

An Enticing Offer

Found in Hecker's Haven

A bunch of the boys brought me a right interesting one today, some missus just strolling into the camp like she owned the place. They tried to rough her up a bit, find out what she'd fetch, but she cut two of them down without batting an eye. Then she asked for me, by name. Never met her before, but she sure know'd a lot about me. Told me she was looking for strong captains and crews to join her... didn't really say what for. But she's got a fire, that one. Have to talk it over with the men, but... I'm inclined to take this Isabella up on her offer.

Northward Bound

Found in Hecker's Haven

Since she arrived, I've been more and more impressed by Isabella. Whoever her master may be, they know a lot about this damned island. That idea to take people out and drown them near the storm line... whew! That's done more to keep the crew in line than any beatings or exile have. This island cuts out the threats of execution, so a good Captain has to be creative. She's invited all of us to come north with her toward the Shattered Mountain, and is somehow guaranteeing our safety. From all she's told me... I want to believe her. This place is dangerous, even with a staunch crew at your back. Allies are our only hope. I'll tell the men tomorrow.

Whispers of Mutiny

Found in Pride of Puckett

Captain says we should join up with this Isabella, the sassy one who cut down Hans and the Bosun. Sure, they came back right quick, but weren't happy with it. And after what happened next, not sure I am, either. She's a looker, for sure, and fights like three men... but something seems a touch off about her. Can't put my finger on it, but when she was looking over the men, she had this look... only time I'd seen it before was on a man's face after a week without food, about to get a bite of gruel. She looked at me. Felt like my head was in a vice, or I'd just had a fifth of the Captain's private stock. She looked away, and it was gone. If the Captain decides to go along with this, I might just try and slip away... see how many others want to tag along. If that doesn't work, maybe I'll have to take matters into my own hands.

A Cautionary Tale

Found in Pride of Puckett

Not sure I should be writing this, after what happened to Salvatore. The Captain caught wind of a mutiny, from Sal and some others, and Isabella gave him some new ideas on punishment. He took five of them and stuffed them in barrels, then hauled them out past the breakers... as far out as he could get. Cracked a hole in each barrel, then kicked them overboard. From what that Isabella has said, it was far enough out that when they come back, they're likely to be Drowned... which is a fate that no sailor wants. Everyone's scared, not just of her, but of the hold she has on the Captain. Now I see why Sal was so desperate to either escape or take over. I only hope I'm not next, after writing this down.


Trade and Treasure

Of Spice and Dice

Found in Buccaneer's Falls

Cormack, you dog! I heard that one of your trader pals was bringing you some supplies, and he said he'd gladly bring a letter along with the delivery. Can't believe you were able to sweet talk someone out of these spices, they're worth their weight in azoth out here! Do I even want to know what you promised in return? I'll be heading toward Windsward sometime next month — your dice had better be ready! I plan on winning back what you took the last time, and then some. If you haven't used them all, maybe I'll try and win some of those spices out of your larder. And no, your cooking still isn't something you can wager with. See you soon, friend.

One Man's Treasure

Found in Windsward Settlement

Josiah, you bilge rat! How's the survey going? Still trying to plot a course through the storms around the island? I've told you for years, you need to settle down and start a family! Then again... if you did that, you wouldn't keep finding salvage from shipwrecks... and I couldn't keep winning it from you. So maybe you stay on that boat a while longer, eh? Not sure where you are right now, but I'll be sending this up with one of my traders to Monarch's Bluffs — you always did like the currents up there better than down here. Keep a weather eye open, and we'll meet up soon enough!


Shores of Windsward

The Watcher's Plight

A loose page found in the Windsward Watchtower

I saw a few of the old crew today... They'd gone overboard a few leagues out from Aeternum, while our ship cut through the storm. I'd hoped that they'd wash up on another beach, but... seems I've lost my sailor's luck, being on land this long. Had to put them down again, them being Drowned. Don't know how much longer I'll be able to keep this up, cutting down the husks of old friends. I know it isn't them anymore, but that doesn't make it easy. We need more people trained up as Watchers here.

Request Denied

A half-eaten page, barely legible, found near the Boar Infestation

... grains and vegetables, plenty for ... ... to return to ... few have the training necessary. I ask that ... ... all miss you in the community. Soon, I hope to ...


Settler Tales

A Better Life

Found in Primrose

We headed west from the settlement, looking to establish our homestead near the river. My family had always been farmers as well as fishermen, and we hoped to maintain that tradition. Wide open fields greeted us once we emerged from the rocky woodlands, and it didn't take long to find a perfect space to set the foundation for our life here in Aeternum. Anna Maria is pleased with the spot, and has already started planning where she'll put her spinning wheel.

Bountiful Harvest

Found in Primrose

This land is amazing! We planted our first crops only a short time ago, and they're already fully grown and producing! Corn, potatoes, carrots, squash, everything is coming in. And the fish! I was able to pull them out of the river with my bare hands, there were so many. There will never be a reason to go hungry here — no worries about spoiled harvests, no surviving the hard months on potatoes and gruel. This truly is Paradise.

Hidden Treasures

A crumpled page found in Cooper's Ranch

Finished tilling up a new field for planting, and spent most of the time clearing all kinds of rocks from the place. Looked like someone had just poured them out, right below the topsoil. Couple of the farmhands were slacking off and throwing the rocks around... and damned if one didn't break open and have some kind of crystals inside! Don't know what they are, but they're pretty. Might fetch a good price the next time we go in to market.

Shards Like Glowing Embers

A weather-battered report found in Kannan Tomb

Scattered almost haphazardly throughout this digsite, the crew and I have found these strange reddish-orange crystal shards. Approximately the size of my palm, give or take, they are light but incredibly strong. It is unclear what they may have been used for, but given the tool marks on the edges, these may have been common to the Ancients. They could have even been decoration on something that has long since been lost to time, or common tools, or have any number of other uses.

Protection from Evil

A page from a farmhand's diary, found near Merrill's Place

What with all the Withered things and Corrupted things being seen nearby, I sent off to Adjudicator Dempster for something I can use to protect myself and my kin. Maybe he'll have some kind of charm to keep the evil away from here, or could come out himself and bless the farm. Should get our delivery in tomorrow or the day after, so I'll find out soon enough. Until then, there's more work to do. Just traded with the miners to the south for some of our crop, so now we have crates full of raw ore sitting around... maybe we can trade it in the settlement for some new boots and tools?


Seekers of Treasure and Fame

Purchased Loyalty

Found in Fallswatch Overlook

Bah, no treasure here either! Naught but funny rocks and creaking bones... dunno why we have to be the ones to "explore" these haunted old stones. Most anything of value was taken a long time ago, and what's left ain't worth the effort. But the boss is paying, so we goes where he goes. If he wants to sit on old stones and look at ants, or twigs, or a tiny twist of metal... as long as his coin's good, me and the boys'll stick by him. Just hope he don't want us to go make friendly with them pirates.

A New Perspective

Found in Breakwater Bulwark

I've reached the top of the bluffs, and set a small camp overlooking the breakwater. Windy, but an amazing view, and quite a charming locale — if you forget about the Pirates at the far side of the cove, or the bony undead Guardians that seem hell-bent on keeping interlopers away from any of the Ancients' ruins. I was lucky to have found this... whatever it is. A small stone orb, about half a hand wide, with a series of lines and symbols carved along the meridian. Can't be certain, but this may be the language of the Ancients! You would think, with all of these ruins scattered about, there would be more samples of writing to decipher, but... according to local scholars, very few examples have been found. Maybe we just haven't been looking hard enough. Either way. My collection will benefit from this find.


Perils of Nobility

Not The Brightest Spark

Found near Windsward Settlement

I can't believe this. We're shipwrecked on the shoreline, barely make our way through those damned walking corpses, only to reach a settlement where we're told that we must listen to some silly locals about "how to survive in Aeternum"! Bah! Don't they know who I am? No matter. We'll show them. We've already got a small camp built, within view of the settlement walls. I'll make them see that we can survive without their silly little rules. We've found plenty of stone nearby, and I'm certain it is the same kind that Father's huntsman used to start fires in the wild... but we've had no luck so far. He just smacked them together over dry grass, and the fire started. There must be some kind of trick to it. Maybe these rocks are defective.

Noble Fools

Found near Cooper's Ranch

I just heard about the Dawes boy and his friends. Ghastly. Wounds may be healed and your soul may be restored here in Aeternum... but that doesn't do a lot of good when you're torn apart by wolves. I heard they didn't even have a fire going in the evenings to keep the wildlife away — what, did they think they didn't need it here, that they were safe? I hear tell that the Magistrate even tried to bring them into the settlement and help them, but they refused, said they didn't need a handout from "commoners". Spoiled brats. Vanity is what got them killed, and I'll not feel bad for saying it.

Can you bring some carrots the next time you come out this way? Mine don't seem to be taking to the ground properly.


Odds and Ends

A Hasty Retreat

Found in Amrine Temple

How many of these thrice-damned things are there? I tried to get into the inner sanctum of the temple, but more and more of those unliving things kept appearing.

As soon as I'd dealt with one, the last one had already risen again! I had to retreat, else I'd risk being stuck here, clawing my way out over a dozen or more deaths and rebirths.

It may take an army to clear these things out... Maybe drag all of their bones into a deep, dark hole and throw them inside.

Attempts at Poetry

Found near Windsward Watchtower

The sun shines on the water of the ocean, and it is... pretty? Beautiful? Magical?

Bah. Never could wrap my head around poetry. Too many flowery words, not enough action. Why can't I just write "The sun was bright on the water." Simple, tells how it is.

But the ladies like it... She would like it... So I'll keep trying.

The sun... glistens? on the water...

For A Hearty Stew

Found in Windsward Settlement

Matthias, Your grams told me you wanted her stew recipe to take to this new world you're off to, so I've copied it here into your cookbook. Wishing you a safe journey, -Mum

To a cauldron of water, add 1 whole turkey (pluck'd), 1 whole rabbit (skin'd), 4 large chop'd squash. Set the cauldron on the flame to boil, then add 3 handfuls of briar branches, 8 chopped carrots, and a full head of cabbage. Stir occasionally. After 1 hour, move the cauldron to half heat. Add 2 handfuls of flour to thicken. For more flavor, add a dollop of sausage drippings. Add herbs to taste. Peel meat from turkey and rabbit, serve. Will keep for days if kept warm and more water added as needed.

Fickle Fortune

Found in Bullrush Wash

Barely made it across the bridge before those winged Withered attacked, and during the scuffle, the bridge was destroyed. We were able to fight them back for now, but it's too late to press on to the settlement tonight, and we'll need the light to see what kind of damage the wagons have taken.

The differences in these last two trips has been night and day. Our last trip down into Windsward, perfect weather, no problems at all, and even shaved time off by taking a shortcut between two of those strange Corrupted pillars that have started to appear. This trip, however, has been one problem after another! Broken axles, spoiled food, attacks by every blasted creature on the island... it's like we're attracting every bit of bad luck possible. Perhaps we used up whatever luck we had left?

Ah well. We're safe enough for now, and on first look, it seems we only lost a bit of the trade goods. I'm sure Dauti will understand once we explain.

Tales of Weaver's Fen

The Vega Bridge

Plank Walkways

Found in Vega Bridge South

I am finally finished with the construction of the plank walkways connecting the disjointed Vega Bridge. Hopefully this makes it easier for travelers to come and go down this ancient and hallowed route, and doesn't just benefit the Ancient Guardians. I had to kill countless in order to install these makeshift bridges, but the Ancient Guardians resurrect as humans do, in a puff of blue azoth smoke.

Conscripted Guardians

Found in Vega Bridge South

The Ancient Guardians who watch over this bridge seem bound here eternally by their Ancient masters. What a cursed existence, forced to wander the same stretch of stone for all time in defense of a civilization that no longer exists. How were the Ancient Guardians conscripted? Were the Ancients cruel masters or benevolent ones? How I wish these chittering skeletons were chatty, instead of just clacking about their bones.

Starcrossed Meeting

Found in Vega Bridge North

Vega, the brightest star of the constellation Lyra, shines luminously tonight over the bridge. I asked you to meet me here but you are nowhere to be found. Have you forgotten me? Or worse yet, do you remember me with malcontent? I will wait here until midnight for you, praying to see your face once more.

Moonstruck Longing

Found in Vega Bridge North

The moon over the Vega Bridge is a sight to see, but no sight could ever be as lovely as thee. We are of rival towns, Periville and Taryville, but here on this bridge between us I know neither name, know neither clan nor creed. Here is a place where, Ancient Guardians avoided, we can be free.


Taryville Tales

Turkey Racing

Found in Taryville

Those no-good, down-low, rotten fiends from Periville got me again last night. We were betting on which turkey could run the fastest across the tavern and of course the turkey Ma caught was slow as molasses. Told her not to be so rough when catching it, it's not like turkeys can heal their wounds at a campfire like people can. It was flopping and flapping all over, running in circles as the Periville swine took my coin and laughed. I'll get them next time. Next time, I'll catch the turkey myself and slip it a haste potion for good measure.

Town Rivalry

Found in Taryville

I think our little town rivalry is starting to make Flores batty. I see it on his face when we come into the bar. He's a good man, a good barkeep to let us take drinks out on debt to him, but his patience is wearing thin, I can tell. The last brawl between the Periville boys and us ended in a broken chair and now Flores expects us both to cough up the coin to replace it. Where does he expect us to scrounge up that much? He's a good man, I swear it, but he's growing tired of the fighting.


Piscarian Life

Alligator Menace

Found in Piscarian Fishery

As if there isn't enough to worry about on this forsaken island, now the alligators are encroaching upon our humble fishery. I haven't the slightest what could have caused this migration in their hunting patterns, but it might have something to do with the rumored illnesses sweeping in from the west. If the alligators don't have plentiful, healthy food in the waters it only makes sense they would come to where we've baited the swampwater for years. I hide my hound inside now, and refuse to let him into the Fen without my observing. The last thing I need is a confused, resurrected animal on my hands, too.

A Disease of the Flesh

Found in Piscarian Fishery

My suspicions were correct. The fish of the Fen have developed a yellow tinge to them, sickly and paler than I've ever seen them. This must be what poisons the people and drives the alligators towards our fishery. I do not know how much longer we can remain here with our main source of food fallen to disease.


Pirate Logs

Sea Shanty

Found in La Escamilla

Oh come ye lads and lasses with eyes all bonnie bright! To hear a tale that gives ev'ry living sailor fright!

There is an island eternal surrounded by storm! And just once will we warn...

To stay away if you value your life!

Aeternum, Aeternum, land of the living dead! Aeternum, Aeternum, just ship me home instead!

Cargo Manifest

Found in La Escamilla

Two crates of gold ingots, three of silver, and six of iron. Should be enough to barter with anyone we encounter and keep our weapons in top repair.

Keep a close eye on the grog supply, Mattheson has been lingering suspiciously around the cargo hold and we all know what he's after.


Karburg's Poetry

Fen of Folly, Fen of Sorrow

Found in Karburg

Fen of folly, Fen of sorrow With no promise of tomorrow

Beloved Fen we call our home In the morning swamplight how it shone

Upon the face of my lady love Song sweeter than a dove

Fen of folly, Fen of sorrow How I long to see tomorrow

Pox Dirge

Found in Karburg

My lady love, stricken with pox No more luster in her locks Here she lies with herbs anointed While my thoughts remain disjointed If the Alchemist doesn't save her, no one can And I will be left but half a man


Hazel's Diary

Secrets

Found in Weaver's Fen

The fen speaks its secrets to those who are still and willing to listen. It is the settlers and those who came before that I fear will not hear it.

- H

Forgotten Words

Found in Weaver's Fen

I met a settler who spoke to me in the tongue of my people, but I pretended not to understand. That life feels far away now, and they are not my family any longer. I think he saw that I understood, yet respected my silence.

- H

A Reluctant Gift

Found in Weaver's Fen

I came up another lost in the Fen. I cannot say I pitied him, but I resolved to help him. I placed a small sack of food and healing herbs in his path where he might find it, and piled rocks pointing to the Ancient Road.

- H

A Gift Returned

Found in Weaver's Fen

Weeks had passed when the same man who had wandered lost came again. At first, I thought he had come seeking another gift, but instead he lay down a leather bundle of his own, then placed a ring of flowers about it. He was thanking me.

– H

Lake’s Second Vistor

Found in Weaver's Fen

I saw a hunter, a woman bound for the Lake. I did not leave a gift, for she did not seem she needed it. I wonder what she creature she hunted amongst the trees that encircle the crater.

– H

Strange Banners

Found in Weaver's Fen

I saw the banners of a king held by the troops as they marched along the road. To each tradesman and fisherman, they greeted kindly. They did not seem to be marching to a destination, but sought to meet the people of the Fen. I fear what they bring with them.

They are not evil-looking men. Not yet.

– H

The Black Ridge

Found in Weaver's Fen

Hunters of the Fen and the people from the West of the isle seek to capture the ridge on the hill, I see that now. They move quietly through the Fen, and while I wish no more blood spilled here, I left gifts and markers in their path. While I am hesitant of their intentions, the ones they go to fight I fear more.

– H

The Desperate Man

Found in Weaver's Fen

I saw a man today from the South, his beard thick, his eyes filled with fear. He was not seeking something, he was running from it.

As he ran, he cast away his garments, as if trying to run from them as well. I thought perhaps he was mad, then I saw the gold and the crest and knew he was trying to flee his homeland, just as I had.

– H

This Devil’s Peak

Found in Weaver's Fen

I traveled North long ago, to a mountain that was touched by poison. The mountain loomed over all, and in its shadow, smaller shadows toiled.

I thought it a land of the dead, where those on this isle go to die – but it was the mountain that I feared most.

- H

Now Devil’s Crown

Found in Weaver's Fen

When I gathered courage and I returned to the mountain years later. Perhaps ten summers had passed. Perhaps a hundred. But the mountain had grown angry, and now wore a stone crown that rested in the air above it.

In its shadow labored a greater collection of shadows than ever, industrious as ants upon a corpse, feeding a queen that I could not see.

– H

Corpses Feeding on Their Own

Found in Weaver's Fen

The living dead, their eyes red with corruption have come to feed apon the corpses. We shall never be rid of them, another curse in the marsh, as if we needed one.

- H

The Talisman

Found in Weaver's Fen

I found a strange talisman today in the pocket of a desiccated corpse. Squared corners, shaved bezels. An evil visage glared back as I wiped clean the mud. I cast it away into the Fen, where none might find it.

- H

The Grave

Found in Weaver's Fen

Where I cast the talisman, the mud of the hillock had grown a strange red moss, as if the talisman had struck it and the hillock was now bleeding.

Yet when I prodded the moss with a stick, countless holes in the moss opened up, like tiny, suckling, hungry mouths, each one seeking to drink in all that was around it.

The talisman… it had given birth to a horror that stained the marsh. I lit a fire on the skin of the moss, using the oils of the Fen and watched the evil smoke rise into the air as the moss twitched and writhed.

- H

The Journey

Found in Weaver's Fen

The Journey back to the lake was a mortal risk, undertaken for the regents I need to heal the child. Hiding from torchlight behind narrow trees, I narrowly avoided the patrols of the strange and evil looking men.

- H

Blood Waters

Found in Weaver's Fen

The evil-looking men walk in the waters of the Fen that run red. Countless battles, yet they wade through it without a care, as if it strengthens them.

- H

The Crater

Found by the Lake of Mallory's Notch

The moon gleamed back, reflecting the perfect round of the lake. I found the otherworldly plants needed for my oils, but lingered for the splendor of the blue lit cliffs dancing above the water.

- H

Battle in the Pass

Found in Weaver's Fen

Their battle still rages in the pass. Traveling back to the Ancient Capital will require going through the desert now.

- H

The Beast

Found in Weaver's Fen

The soldiers threw themselves at the demon, dying by the dozen as his mystical fires raged. The sacrifice was perhaps too great for this harrowed marsh.

- H

Tired

Found in Hazel's Cave

Though my eyes are as strong as when I first gazed upon the sea, and my legs are as strong as the day I first walked on these shores, I have an old woman’s heart. I have seen much I cannot unsee with these young woman’s eyes. The Fen is stained with blood. More settlers have come. They will only know peace for a single beat in the long, long, heartbeat of the isle.

I could leave again, for elsewhere, but there is no where to go, and I do not have the will.

It is not a sad thing. It is not a helpless thing. The only place I wish to be is here, upon this isle, and I ask it to accept me. I shall sleep and dream of its shores, its waters, and the songs in the Fen. And I shall hope that others come to hear it as I do, and finally, let go.

- H


Fishing for Trouble

Playing Pirates

Found in Fisher's End

Pa says I shouldn't play pirates by the water but what else am I supposed to do? There's water everywhere! All the grown-ups are scared because the fish turned that funny color, but I'm not scared of no yellow-bellied fish. I like boar stew better anyway.

Three Days

Found in Fisher's End

It has been three days since the boy's disappearance and Timothy remains inconsolable. We have sent search parties throughout the Fen every day and every night, but to no avail. It's as if the waters parted to swallow the boy up, not leaving body nor soul anywhere to be found. We are running dangerously low on red meat supplies and may be reduced to eating the diseased fish lest we go mad with hunger. I am almost grateful the boy isn't here to see this, but nothing breaks the heart quite like hearing a father cry.


Canopus Expedition

Blue Flames in the Distance

Dear Kemal,

Do you ever wonder about the blue flames in the distance? As Overseer I know you have little time to spend exploring and foraging like the rest of us with your duties to attend to, but do you ever wonder? Or is that too much for your flitting heart to handle? I speak of it fondly, for I know it well. I am putting together an expedition to the ruins of Canopus to the east and wish for you to give this journey your blessing.

Your friend, Yusuf.

Ancient Immunity

Found in Canopus

Day 16 of the Canopus Expedition has been met with critical failure.

While the Ancient Guardians are immune to the contamination that sweeps the Fen, our fleshy bodies are not. We lost three men today and when they came back they were duller, slower in wits. I fear they are withering, and that we will have to leave them behind when it comes time to return to the settlement. I have begun to develop hives on my right arm where it was slashed open by an Ancient Guardian, and fear I am next to die and come back with less than I started with. We are no closer to understanding the blue flames, and instead have one stepped one foot into our graves.

Providence have mercy on us all.

Tales of Shattered Mountain

Plans of the Corrupted

Broken Branches

Found in Odium

A page written in the Corrupted language, with sketches of Dryad bodies. Circles have been drawn around their hearts, heads, and hands.

Pruning a Twisted Vine

Found in Vehemence

Covered in the illegible, but unmistakable, language of the Corrupted, the images sketched here show the Corruption pillars being tended to, almost akin to gardening, with parts being trimmed, pruned, and harvested.

Condensing Corruption

Found in Iratus

The indecipherable text of the Corrupted fills most of the page, save for an image drawn in the center: a crystal or gemstone of some kind, sparkling on a Corrupted altar.

Duality of the Word

Found in Pullus

I have remained here, hidden, writing all I can while I am still able to do so. A sound fills my mind at times, and images as well... they seem familiar, but I cannot understand them. I fear this Corruption is overtaking me. Perhaps, in my writings, I will find a way to stop it. Perhaps I will find a way to save myself from...

... with the powers they have at their disposal. I am no closer to discovering their long-term goals, but in the short term, it seems as though Isabella has returned from her travels around the island, bringing a number of new converts with her. She seems to be important to the plans underway here. Some of those she has brought may be only to increase their numbers, but others seem specially selected. Experienced smiths, alchemists, men and women of science... it may be that there are plans for some kind of profane construction.

... I am unsure how much time has passed, how long I have held myself in this place. My stores are nearly depleted, and the time for escape has long since passed. My only solace is that somehow, whoever finds this may glean some new information from it. I have seen all manner of oddities brought through here in the recent days: hundreds of trees brought from all around this land, carts of ore placed around the base of the Thorn with the Cultists chanting incessantly, boxes and bins and bags stuffed full of unknowable items. Something is happening. Something dreadful. Something... I am powerless to stop.

A Sinister Intent

Found in Lapsus

A dirty and splattered page, covered with the language of the Corrupted. A drawing of a large blade divides the page, wicked and powerful. While not understanding the words, the writing seems emphatic, eager, almost desperate somehow.

Tales of Restless Shore

Rabbit Reads

The Family

Found on Rabbit Island

Today we have a new addition to our family, a pair of spotted rabbits I rescued from Windsward where adventurers were killing them nonstop. I will call them Romeo and Juliet after the recent play of fame in the Old World.

Stanley

Found on Rabbit Island

I don't pick favorites, but if I was to pick a favorite, it would have to be Stanley. He is the crown jewel of my rabbit collection, stolen from up north where the Corrupted hunted him for meat. He is a beautiful snowshoe hare with the softest fur I have ever had the pleasure of feeling. I hold him close to me at night when I am coughing and cannot sleep, and he seems to understand my plight. He stays at my side, and I could not ask for a more loyal companion.

Pirate's Life

The Great Port Heist

Found in Neptune's Fury

Matis and Chekov and I will distract the Captain. You, Anne, and Henry sneak into his quarters and use Anne's lockpicking skills to get into the red cabinet on the left of the room. Grab the Port, pour it into a flask and replace everything you took with seawater. This won't deter him long but it'll give us a few precious moments between him pouring the Port and realizing that some of it has been replaced. Return with the flask and Henry will give the all-clear signal and boom, we're swimming in quality drink. There's no way this plan could go wrong.

Captain's Orders

Found in Neptune's Fury

Stay out of the Captain's Quarters if you value your sorry lives. I know at least one of you scoundrels has been helping themselves to my bottles of Port I keep locked up within, and I will find out who it is. When I do, they're getting the plank! Your days are numbered, thief, for only a fool robs a robber.

Rules

Found in West Lookout Camp

Bets are placed on numbers two to twelve, those two being the rarest scores. Two six-sided dice are rolled, and their sum is the winning number. Whoever gets closest to the winning number gets the pot, and no two players can bet on the same number. If there is a tie, the pot is split in half favoring the higher number if the pot is uneven.

Loaded Dice

Found in East Lookout Camp

Jackson's got loaded dice, I can tell. There's no way in hell the winning number is always seven. He's not even subtle about it! Those wooden monstrosities need to be tested before our crew loses the whole haul to him. Gonna talk to the Captain Flotsam about it tomorrow morning, and anyone who agrees can come with me.

Captive Proves His Worth

Found in Fort Damnation

The man we took hostage is proving to be more profitable in our brig than it ever would be to ransom him. His knowledge of magic and runestones is plentiful. If we, with enough supervision, give him the materials to attune new runestones to something valuable, say a kind of drink, then the runestones can guide us towards it. We've seen how it works for gold and silver, just look at our stores! This wizard has more than proved his worth to us, and the only thing we have to worry about is him escaping.

Endless Drink

Found in Fort Damnation

Yo-ho, Yo-ho

Runestones, runestones!

They pulse and quake

They shudder and shake

Leading us to liquid gold!

Yo-ho, yo-ho, now everybody yo-ho!

Life Outside the Settlement

Sunrise on Aeternum

Found in Eastshore Pier

Is there a more beautiful view than the sunrise on Aeternum? Spent beside my family there is no place I would rather be than sitting on the docks with our feet dangling off over the water. I close my eyes, feel the warmth of the sun upon me, and I pray we stay forever this fortunate.

Sunset Shoals

Found in Eastshore Pier

Last night at sunset Bobby says he saw one of those grenadiers wandering the coast and killed it. I highly doubt his story. No undead pirates dare come so close to the settlement and Bobby is known to be a boastful man. He once 'wrestled' an alligator in an attempt to impress me and was promptly chomped in half by the gator. So no, I do not believe we are in any danger of being encroached upon. Tell that to your mother, and set her heart at ease for me.

Coexisting

Found in Decayed Campsite

Those settlement people with their houses and workstations think they've conquered the land, but I am not here to conquer. I am here to coexist, to live off the bounty of Aeternum without creating structures more permanent than a watchtower. I see their chimney smoke on cold nights and shiver next to my campfire, but I would never trade my morals for a little warmth. How weak-willed my husband was to move in to the settlement overnight without as much as saying goodbye. I will never end up like him.

Aeternum Provides

Found in Decayed Campsite

The lake nearby gives us fresh water and fish, and the wolf population of the island gives us furs and meats. We are truly blessed to be here on Aeternum where nothing truly dies, assuring a steady supply of food without having to wait for repopulation or worry about overhunting. The settlement is a luxury we do not need. Aeternum provides all on its own.


Fangsnap's Reign

Day One

Found in Fangsnap's Cave

Today I begin my hunt for Fangsnap. I am loaded with steel arrows and my trusty sword. This beast has terrorized the coast for far too long, and it is up to me as Survivalist of the settlement to put the matter to rest.

Day Four

Found in Fangsnap's Cave

My body and spirit feel broken. My arm tingles where Fangsnap last closed his fangs around it, tearing flesh from bone that has now healed, but still the ghost of the injury lingers. I make my retreat today back to the settlement to regroup and possibly ask for assistance. But who would be fool enough to go into this cave after all the horrors that have occurred here at the claws and teeth of such a rabid beast? Perhaps an adventurer from the new shipwrecks down south might come along. I can only hope they do.


Eternal Resting Place

Eulogy

Found in Solitude Cemetery

Here lies a soul taken from us far too soon. A young soul, a brave soul, one who spent their life on Aeternum fighting for the good of others. They deserve more than this shallow grave in a dilapidated cemetery, but this is the best I can do. Rest well, dearest. I will visit you again soon.

Warning

Found in Solitude Cemetery

WARNING: Do not proceed! There is a dangerous individual inside of this pavilion who has lost all sense of conscience and morality. She is no longer the woman she once was, and must be avoided at all costs!


Eternal Conflict

Bubblebeard's Prayers

Found in Minnow's Revenge

I swear, if I hear one more prayer out of Captain Bubblebeard, I am going to lose my mind. He prays before battle, he prays after battle, hell, he prays during battle! We're the ones carrying this crew to victory every time we have to raid a ship or a supply line! The man's more cowardly than even some of the green young lads we take on, and that's saying something with how Katsuki acts whenever we fire a cannon.

A Prayer for Peace

Found in Minnow's Revenge

May Providence bless the ship

May Providence bless the crew

Bless the bow, the stern, the aft

Bless me and bless you

Bless each all cannon fodder, bless all the swords and shields

For we will need every blessing when we are in the field.


Boar Takeover

Campsite Set-up

Found in Boarsholm

The funniest thing happened to me when I was setting up my tent. I could have sworn, out of the corner of my eye, I saw something of about knee-height rustling in the bushes. Figuring it to be a boar, I aimed my musket and fired into the brush, but whatever was there was gone when I went to find my kill. That was strange, but just an hour later, when I had finally set up the campfire, did I feel eyes on me again from the same bush. Was this boar watching me? Or am I going insane?

Too Many Of Them

Found in Boarsholm

They came at nighttime, and there were too many of them to fight off. They swarmed McFarland first, all grunts and oinks as they ripped him to shreds. He was resurrected just a few feet to the left in his campsite and when he reappeared those crazed boars killed him again! It took him three more deaths and took me two more just to get out of the campsite boundary. Tomlinson says we should try and reclaim the camp on sunrise, but I say we abandon this venture. I've never seen the yellow eyes of a boar look at me with such malice, such hatred. Something is not right here, and I am not sticking around to find out why.

Tales of Mourningdale

Visions of Madness

The Flood

Given to you by Gildon of Mourningdale

Truths drowned, resting under the surface. Hiding away ancient sins, hiding away ancient curses. I see them. The beings with four arms. I feel myself sinking under the water, my ears only hearing bubbling and sloshing. As I hold my breath, my chest tightens as my strength leaves me. I can't sense what, but something is pulling me under the surface, and soon I shall run out of air. As my mind leaves me, and my body begins to end its thrashing, I feel the waters surge within me. My lungs begin to fill, but oddly enough, it's not a cold wave entering the core of my body. I feel the water permeating my being, penetrating even to my very bones. I feel as if what was in me is driven out, and replaced by the waters. As I break my bondage and rise to the surface, my mind comes back to the world around me.

The Road

Given to you by Gildon of Mourningdale

The rattle of bone, a watchful eye, their humanity removed, their death denied... I see it. I see a giant stone statue being marched, slowly but surely down the path. The same beings, those of four, guide us down the long and mystic road. The giant statue is carved in their image. Those who move the statue are trapped in a servitude, unable to deny or disobey; for what has been taken from us cannot be restored, and what has been given to us cannot be returned. I hear them sing songs as they move the massive stone, and the melodies ring in my ears like a bittersweet memory I never had.

The Tower

Given to you by Gildon of Mourningdale

A darkened sky, akin to night, stars above, and a blinding light... I see it. I see the giant obelisk in the distance. The night sky is dotted with stars, and I wonder what is beyond them. Perched on high at the top of Vela, my vision blankets all of Aternum and the watchtowers dot the landscape like spires from the earth. But something is wrong. The energy, it seems to gather into a massive orb, summoning a power I have never seen before. And, at the apex of its growth, it explodes. The obelisk shatters, sending a shockwave all over the island that rocks me to my core. I fall over, and try to fix my vision on the burst of light and energy that reminds. And what I see shocks me. Frozen in space, frozen in time, the obelisk stands shattered, but still together. Destroyed, but not. Trapped in a single moment. And that explosion, that shatter, echos in my head.

The Bay

Given to you by Gildon of Mourningdale

A guiding light, crashing shores, and sudden landfall. A tall tower, rain of fire, and a siren's call. Like some kind of sorcery, or an ill-omen, the blue flames of the bay turn red. They have come. They corrupt everything they touch, changing the very essence of the beings of this island. The bay is slowly taken over them, and they overpower even those of four. What few guardians are left are pinned to a small part of the bay, and the red eyed monsters begin their work on the lighthouse. Those enchanted by the siren's song of Aeternum soon find themselves caught in storms, attacked by spires of dark corruption that send their vessels crashing into the shore. They came seeking a paradise, but all they found was darkness. Those of four have all but left us to die. But we cannot die, they stripped us even of that.


The Account of Antiquary Addams

Splitface

Found in the Flooded Plains

I've braved quite a number of skeletons while exploring here. I have to rest here to catch my breath. Most notable so far is the ruins of a statue in the middle of these ruins. Its face is split down the middle with a fine precision. Who could have had the ability to carve stone so precisely?

-A.A.

Fountainbed

Found in the Flooded Plains

Marvelous... This old fountain is no longer active, but its design is an enigma. There are clear signs that this was once used to dispense water: the stone that composes the spout is eroded in a pattern that suggests water flowed through it and into the basin, but the fountain itself does not seem to be connected to any aqueduct or water source of any kind. Most curious...

-A.A.

Undying Light

Found in the Flooded Plains

Though its creators have seemingly long abandoned this structure, the lantern I've come across still glows an eerie blue. It should have expended its fuel ages ago. An energy swirls around it, an energy I've felt all over this island.

-A.A.

The Stoned Road

Found on the Ancient Road

The stones that make up this road are very similar to the stones that make up the various ruins in the Flooded Plains. They seem to be brimming with an energy that I've learned is called "azoth." Now, when on a road, it matters less where you are and matters more where you are going. This road seems paved to go to the port in the northeast. What could the people who used this road intended it for?

-A.A.

The Skeleton Guard

Found on the Ancient Road

The skeletons that guard the road, and many other areas on this island, are quite curious. Though eternal life seems the blessing of anyone on this island, it seems we always revive with our bodies intact. These skeletons do seem to have an air of life about them, but they are all bone and no flesh. Even the tattered rags and armor they have may have outlasted their flesh. Just how old are they?

-A.A.


Tales from Musslebeard's Crew

Madness

Found at Castaway Shores

The ship crashed on the island after the Captain drove us directly into a storm. His eyes had a madness to them, darting back and forth, and he accused us of mutiny if we dared question him. He shot Christopher in the arm for speaking out of turn, and sent him back to work.

Trauma

Found at Castaway Shores

Shortly after we crashed, I witnessed a sight I hope to never see again. Lewis was impaled, thrown on a wooden plank that had splintered from the ship. He was writhing in pain, moaning for death, until he finally quieted down and expired. His body then... melted back into the sands. I felt mad just looking at it. Later that day, we found Lewis, guts intact, as if nothing had happened. Where the hell are we?

Captain's Confession

Found at Castaway Shores

The crew needs me. For leadership, for guidance, to help them survive the sins I've committed. The promise of wealth on this island, it drove me mad. Though I have wronged my crew, I'll do right by them here. This beach shall be ours.

Parting Ways

Found at Castaway Shores

Some of us have decided to stay here, on the beach, in hopes that a ship may one day rescue us. The Captain remains hopeful, and fuels our will to survive. Some of us have decided to brave the perils of the island. Some come running back from the mainland, screaming of skeletons, and freaks with red eyes. Though we may waste away on this island, at least we do so with a sense of purpose and duty to each other...


Stephen's Testament

Wails of a Miner

Found in Stephen's Tomb

get me out get me out get me out get me out get me out get me out get me out get me out get me out get me out

Ronen's Watch

Mysteries of the Watchtower

Found at the Ancient Watchtower

I've ventured away from my tower. The skeletons that occupy this tower may have the answers I seek. Why the beaches? What pulls boats to our shores, and with such severity that we Watchers exist? What role do I play in this grand scheme? Some may keep to their duty endlessly, even these skeletons do so. But, I must know.

-Watcher Ronen


Diary of Nunez

Diary of Nunez

Found at Nunez Cult House

I am left without my crew, without my vessel, and not a penny to my name. This island has taken everything away from me, but I'll be damned if I don't get it back. I came here for riches, and I'll get them.

Heavenly Aid

Found at Nunez Cult House

My trek across the island has left me further debased, but I've found a group of missionaries here. Of all places? Missionaries? They speak of being blessed, that some god may have led me here. To their safety. Maybe so. But, I'm certain whatever led me here enticed me with the gold crosses they bear.

Gold Medallions

Found at Nunez Cult House

A few fake visions, some prophetic words, and speaking in tongues apparently a frenzy makes. The missionaries, and their followers, are all falling in line. I speak of the weird statues and gold on the island, and they practically throw the gold at me. I'm making them press them into medallions so that, when I get off this forsaken rock, I have a stock that only I can use. I just have to keep an eye on these simpletons. One wrong move and my con is over.


Azoth Smugglers

Between a Statue and a Hard Place

Found at the Infernal Shipyard

We angered the wrong people. These red, glowing freaks cornered us, and the little ammunition we brought didn't hold them off. They flayed Stanley right in front of us, and as he lie dying, his eyes turned red just like them. It's only a matter of time before they do the same to the rest of us.

Failed Plans

Found at the Infernal Shipyard

The plan was to use this port to get some azoth from the red-eyes and escape. We didn't know how quickly they'd find us, and how merciless they'd be. Maurice must be long gone, the lucky bastard.

Planned Escape

Found at the Infernal Shipyard

Maurice, we'll use the boat to escape. Stay here until daybreak, not a moment later. We leave anyone who doesn't make it behind.


Antonio's Logbook

Antonio's Logbook

Found at Guerra's Curse

The legend that launched a thousand ships... So many have crashed on these shores in search of azoth, with their crew cursed to live on this island...

Or, perhaps they aren't truly alive. Their souls, torn asunder, are absent from their bodies. They shuffle on the beach in a blue haze.

It's my duty to protect the people of Mourningdale from them, to keep us safe. And so, I watch.

-Antonio Guerra

Alone

Found at Guerra's Curse

The pains of my soul are compounded here. I stand here, alone, against the waves of the ocean and the waves of the Drowned.

I know I must stand alone, at this tower, to keep our settlement safe. But this island... it tears my soul apart.

-Antonio Guerra

Surrounded

Found at Guerra's Curse

I can feel my soul slipping from my being. It's a haunting feeling, one I've never experienced before.

Each time I wake, I feel my mind falling apart. My body grows sluggish, with the cats posing more of a threat. My watch of the beaches is beginning to see a bleeding red from the port. Maybe my entire watch may soon be for naught.

I can feel my body failing, and my soul drifting. I feel I may not be long for this world.

Wallace, forgive me. I've failed.

-Antonio Guerra

Tales of Monarch's Bluffs

The Ballad of Madman Montore

The Last Words of a Doomed Sailor

Found in Deadman's Anchor

I hear his footsteps coming closer, his boots booming against the wooden planks beneath me... He'll make quick work of the flimsy door and barricade I've created. Montore has gone mad. He's slaughtered his own crew as we crashed on the island. But, more terrifying than that, the dead sailors around me seem to come back to life. Their eyes are empty, twisted by Montore's madness. I hide here, but I know that I too will meet the same fate. This entire expedition was doomed.

Ranching by Riverside

Stenchfork

Found in Arruda Ranch

Some madman attacked me! He was crazed and wild, with red eyes that struck fear in my heart. I held him back with my pitchfork, and he ran away. The stink coming off of him is one I will not soon forget. Now, that stench won't come off my pitchfork no matter how many times I wash it.

-Tomas


Notes from Traitor's Hold

Captain's Demands

Found in Traitor's Hold

I don't think I can take much more of this. I try my best to craft weapons for these insolent pirates, and all I am met with are more demands from this mad Captain! All he wants is more shine, more gilded handles... I am collecting my due fees, and quite a handsome pay at that, but I shall decidedly not put my mark on these weapons. In fact, I would be ashamed to admit these trinkets are my own work!

-L. Harrison, Master Artificer

Pistoleer's Plight

Found in Traitor's Hold

The damn weapons won't even fire! What use are these damn things if they're nothing but pretty toys!

Missives from the Mines

The Plight of a Gambler

Found in Mines de Miclot

Just one more... These damned walking cadavers, their blank eyes glowing red. Mocking me. My wounds cloud my head, but just one more...

Belly Full of Riches

Found in Mines de Miclot

Quite curious is the case of the creatures in this mine! As some lucky adventurers have discovered, these fiends do in fact eat any gems they find. One could hypothesize that in life they worked these mines, once a rich source of precious stones on Aeternum. However, one must ask, why do they eat them? The idea I propose is based on their patterns of hording! They must have some semblance of the value of these stones and, in a lust to horde wealth, they put such small stones into the safest place they can muster: their own bodies!

Finding precious gems in the belly of these poor wretches is still rare. Some guess that only one in group of ten Withered may have a gem in their belly. With that in mind, good luck! You may need it.

-Dr. H. Garrison


Lee's Reconnaissance

Now I See

Found in Archernar

Now I see what Thorton was talking about in her last letter. These Ancient Guardians are ferocious, suspended in undeath to guard the ruins of a society we may never understand. Well, out with the old and in with the new as I always say. I will try to cull as many Ancient Guardians as I can while out hunting so that Survivalist Thorton might have some relief from their blockades. If only I had someone to help with this...

Lee's Special Pants

Found in Archernar

Those bastards! Those dastardly, villainous fiends! The mace-wielding miscreants of Archernar killed me, and even worse, they damaged my pants! This is azoth-infused silk, and incredibly hard to come by. It isn't easy being the most fashion-forward Survivalist of all the settlements but it's a title with which I find immense pride. I will have my revenge for this affront to my aesthetics.


Douglas' Watch

Change of Tune

Found in Monarch's Bluffs Watch Tower

As I rest here, watching the waves crash upon the beach, I reminisce about my old life. I was a budding antiquarian: the stories of the past, and the people that made those stories so real to me, drove me to this Island. Though at first the hardships of this island made my outlook on surviving here bleak, my tune has changed.

To be honest, when Bixford recommended to me to be a Watcher, I didn't understand why anyone would do this job. But, over time, investigating the ships, talking to new folks, and aiding them after crashing onto the island... Hearing their stories, piecing together their past, and helping them figure out their future on the island. It scratches an itch! I'll thank Bixford next time I'm in the settlement...

Fighting the Drowned? No one loves every part of their job, I suppose.

Poseidon's Curse

Found in The Rise of Poseidon

I met a man who was hiding inside of the Poseidon after he had crashed onto Aeternum. I spoke with him and tried to help him, but for the first few moments of our meeting he was unintelligibly muttering about "Poseidon's Curse."

As I continued talked to him, he regained his wits. I quickly pieced together that he was on a ship that was struck by spires of Corruption, which seems quite common among survivors that wash ashore. He attributed this to a curse from Poseidon. I should report this to the Greyjacks, this is too common to be a coincidence.

Notes from a Professional

Found in the Boar Infestation

Douglas,

Sometimes shipments from the settlement can be a little lean on meat, but these infestations of Boar here can be controlled and maintained like livestock. If you're ever hungry between shipments, this infestation should make a great source of food in between. I'll see what I can do about getting some meatier shipments.

-Saville


Deals with the Devil

Punishment

Found in Devil's Quarry

Coming to this island was a mistake. I came to this island seeking fortune and riches. But, I was mislead. This place is no heaven...

As I lie here, dying, I feel my soul leaving this husk. Ah, is this how it felt Faustus? To have body and soul ripped to pieces by the claws of fiends?

Maybe, like Faustus, my fate was sealed when I signed to come to this place. Maybe coming to this island was both my sin and my punishment.

Oh, Margarete...

Tales of Great Cleave

The Herald's Victory

Pictures On The Wall

Found in Eeriedune Graveyard

My followers have completed construction of the village, under my guidance. I have spent much of my time planning our future, and one thing concerns me: the Corruption to the north, past the Ancient gate. And while some called me a fool to do so, I set forth to see this evil for myself. I ventured north of the gate, able to avoid the attentions of the demons long enough to learn what I needed to. But, fate decided to set me on a new path. Climbing through the mountain passes, I slipped and found myself in a ruin of the Ancients. Inside, artifacts and riches filled the cave to the brim, but what drew me in were the murals on the wall. I did not recognize something specific in them at first, but having studied the spiritual paths of many, I should be able to recognize a ritual! From my loose understanding of the murals, I believe the Ancients had a way of sanctifying areas on the island, explaining why the settlements to the south are protected from attack. These murals showed me how to do the same! This may be the best way to protect my flock, to give them the peace that so many of them deserve. I claimed the artifacts in the cave, bringing back as many as I was able to carry, and have matched many to the murals. I must determine how this ritual was done so that I may perform it here for the village, and will not rest until I do!

Scorched Earth

Found in Misty Borough

I have done it. I now understand how the Ancients performed their wonderful, terrible, ritual. I have already taken the first steps, distributing the tokens to each of the townsfolk.

No, I mustn't! It is wrong, it is foolish, it is evil! Their wills exterminated! I don't... I need, I must...

As the Herald of this flock, it falls to me to make the hard decisions for everyone. I held a meeting at the church and explained that the ritual would protect this hilltop... and all in attendance agreed that we must do whatever we can to protect ourselves...

Something in those ruins, unclear how... I am fighting for control, but I feel it winning. I have given my most trusted follower specific instructions on what to do. Being near the stone lends me strength, but I know it must be consumed in the ritual. This... will be the last time I have control, and I cannot stop the ritual. But... my flock, they will not be taken by Corruption. Their souls, their minds, will be freed. It is the only way.


Plans of the Corrupted

Mysterious Orders

Found in Sunderfort

The page is covered in strange symbols and markings, looking like no language you have ever encountered. You do, however, recognize the circle-and-split-fork design used as the banner by the Corrupted across Aeternum. Could this be their language?

The Twisted Smelter

Found in Acedia Bastion

This page is covered with the symbols and markings you've come to know as the Corrupted language. Still unreadable, but this page has a crude drawing of a smelter, and some liquid being poured into crucibles.

Bonemeal

Found in Breakaway Fort

A page with the cramped and indecipherable symbols of the Corrupted language. Taking up much of the page is a sketch of skulls and bones being pounded to dust.

Ritual Mine

Found in Hollowing Fort

Another page with more of the Corrupted writing. This page has a drawing of miners digging ore from the depths, and what appears to be one of the Corrupted Cultists leading a ritual.

Clearcutting

Found in Nullcavity

Yet another page written by the Corrupted. Along the side of the page are images of trees being cut and dragged away for some unknown purpose.


Liam's Letters

Span of Two Hearts

Found in Tempest Lane

Everyone tells me, "Don't use the bridge, the bridge is dangerous, there are Guardians and Corruption on the bridge!" They prefer the slow and sneaking path through the center of the valley, and the long walk from the south. There's nothing to it, though. The Guardians are slow, and the Corruption isn't that bad. As long as I have my tinctures, I'm fine. Besides, it's worth a bit of "risk" if I get a bit more time with you, Dim. Sorry, Warden. I know you hate when I call you that. You likely won't read this until I've left to return to Eastburn Cleave, but... I hope you know I'd do anything for you. We may all take risks, staying here to fight, but if something will help us spend more time together or even end this war so we can go home... I'll chase it with everything I have. It's getting dark sooner, so I'll have to get moving. If I don't make it to the outpost before dark, I'll stop off in Braided Borough. There are a few Corrupted there, but I should be able to make it to the supplies and pick up what I need for the rest of the hike. Yours always, Liam

A Bridge Too Far

Found in Braided Borough

Dim, Something went wrong. Same path as usual, Guardians were easy to avoid. But the far end of the bridge was covered in that Corrupted mess. I took my tincture like always, then ran in. This time... it hit me like a punch. The usual tincture wasn't working. Maybe I made it wrong, or something was wrong with the berries I was using? Either way, I was too slow. A few of the Corrupted noticed me, and I was able to fight them off, but one of those spikes struck me in the leg. I made it into the trees before I fell, and... that spike did something. The wound is black, and it feels like ice is crawling up my leg. That tincture... was supposed to keep this from happening. Made it to the Borough. Going to try and make a fire, someone should see it from the outpost. Sorry, Dimka. Wanted to get to you faster. Need to rest.

Tales of First Light

The Ebony Hawk

Bosun's Note

Found in Sleepy Tallow

The Captain found some kind of book when we were last ashore, and the crew was refreshed and ready to try again. We knew the Ebony Hawk would survive the journey, damned fine ship she is. But the crew surviving, that was the part we had to worry about. Dangerous? Sure. But it was worth the effort. He spent hours going over that book in his cabin, finally stormed up to the deck in a state. Said he'd found some kind of ritual that would let us pass through, but it would require a sacrifice of some kind. We didn't find out what kind of sacrifice it was until later... but it was too late by that point.

Gunner's Letter

Found in Sleepy Tallow

We brought Klaus's body back to the village... or what was left of it. He didn't disappear right away, so we may've been too far from the island for the magics to work right. All seemed normal until the black clouds rolled in. Middle of the day, and not a drop of sunlight to be found... like this place wasn't fit to be warmed no more. The wolves came with the darkness, and... It was like they knew who were in the crew! They attacked them, tore them to pieces! Then, they started on our families... Have to get out of here. Think the wife and I will make a dash for it, over the rocks... toward the light...

Captain's Journal

Found in Sleepy Tallow

A black wind howls, and screams echo against the rocks. For all I know, I'm the last left alive. Some things are not meant to be trifled with, and I fear this is my punishment for the trifling. Of course he'd punish me last, the bastard. I was the one who lashed him to the mast, I turned into the storm, I performed the ritual. But there was naught else to try! I promised the men that we wouldn't rest until we escaped this godforsaken place, and any sacrifice was worth it... But he didn't think he'd be the one sacrificed. Mayhap he wouldnt've been chosen if he weren't skimming extra shares, but it solved two problems and made sense. If I still had the book, might be that I could find another way out, or a way to control whatever he's become... but cruel irony washed it overboard during that attempt. The screams have stopped, and it is growing steadily brighter... is daybreak finally coming? Or is it him?


Shores of First Light

Daily Reporting

Found in First Light Watchtower

Seventeen Drowned today. Minor damage to my armor, will need to repair after this report. Spotting more of them grouping together, may indicate a change in their tactics? More today than yesterday, but the same routine.

A Weather Eye

Found in First Light Watchtower

If I didn't know better, I'd think something was controlling those storms... as if they know when a ship is approaching. Being stationed on this beach, I've seen dozens of them spin up out of a clear blue sky. Something mighty strange is going on here.

Convalescence

A scrap of journal found at Ducan's Docket

I'm staying at the Docket for now, trying to figure out what to do next. It doesn't seem like anyone else made it to shore. The leg is slowing me down less and less each hour, and if it keeps healing like this, I'll be walking by this evening, and running by morning. Unbelievable.

Relief Efforts

A chewed, yet legible, letter found near a Boar sounder in First Light

Watcher Linch - Thank you for your meticulous reports regarding the Drowned situation, and if the situation is as dire as it sounds, we may need to investigate the possibilities of training additional Watchers for patrols. Your actions have been exemplary, and I appreciate your commitment to duty.

Magistrate Bond


Industrial Endeavors

A Fishing Trip

Found in Letum's Pick

Sent the last 80 tons of stone down to the settlement to the south for them to finish constructing additional houses, and just received an order from the northwest for around a thousand tons more. The men need a few days off, and then we can get started on that order. I think we'll pull most of the men back into the camp and run skeleton crews in the mines, let everyone have a bit of rest before moving on. Maybe I'll even get a break, go down to Forellac and talk to that fine lass that makes the fish for us. I'll have to take a bath.

Will Burn For Food

Found in Letum's Pick

The charcoal pits are finally taking off! We've mainly been using them to keep heat in the bunkhouses, but it turns out that it's a pretty hot commodity. Most of the wood around here is too wet to work with right away, so it takes time to dry out for burning... else it fills the house with smoke. But this charcoal can be used right away, so Forellac has been trading their jerked fish in exchange for weights of the charcoal. Since otherwise, we'd be living on hardtack and whatever meats are shipped up from the Encampment, it is a welcome change. Plus, the smiths at the south settlement have been taking all the extra to use in their smelting process, so we can keep the rest of our supplies covered. We may have the start on real industry here!

Stone Face, Warm Heart

Found in Forellac

Ah, that foreman from the mines is so nice! When I brought the last shipment of fish to Letum's Pick, he had picked flowers for me and had a wonderful picnic set up for the two of us. I didn't have the heart to tell him that I'm sick of fish... but the bread and fresh rabbit was wonderful. He is a kind man, and he treats his men well and I have no doubt that he would treat me the same. His look is craggy, like the stone he works with, but I have grown fond of him. Perhaps when I next see him, I will suggest that he speak with Father about courting me officially.

The Scarlet Crucible

Found in Forellac

It has been too long since I've been well enough to write, Four days since my fever broke. I've just left my home for the first time in what seems to be two full weeks... everything has changed. There are only a handful of us that survived this illness... Father and Mother are both gone. My brothers are gone. Our neighbors, gone. I attempted the walk to the mines earlier today, but stopped short when I saw the state of things. No longer is it a well-run place, bustling with purpose... now, it is a foul place, tainted by Corruption. I tried to find my foreman, my heart, but it seems he succumbed as well. I was not spotted, and left quickly. We have gathered what little we can carry and will move toward the settlement to the northwest, to sanctuary.


Giroux's Notebook

Recipe for Disaster

Found in Hilltop Encampment

Trappers brought in a good haul today: turkeys, rabbits, even an elk that happened by. Just waiting for the skinners in the upper camp to finish their work before I start breaking down the bits and pieces. Should have plenty set out to cure and smoke by the evening. A trader down from Edengrove passed by and brought a couple of new recipes to add to my book, so it's a good thing I was able to convince Rost to let me borrow his distillery. Probably could've set one up with the bits around here, but his kit is better than anything I could rig together. Some of these ingredients are strange, but the trader said they're pretty popular recipes in that area. Never thought of adding meat to a distilling process, but... I'll try anything once.

Paul's New Brew

Found in Hilltop Encampment

This brew is... odd. Not bad, but has a strange aftertaste. Like drinking whiskey with a pat of butter in it, leaves a bit of a film in your mouth. It certainly does the trick though, so I've started bottling up this first batch for the boys here. "Paul's New Brew" seems to be a hit with everyone who's had it so far. Once we pack up camp, maybe I'll start a bigger business with Rost, send it out to all of the settlements for everyone to enjoy!


Discarded Memories

Retreating to Safety

Found in Clearwater Bend

To Whosoever Finds This: We are abandoning this place, perfect as it is. Our three families have loaded what we can carry, and will make the trek to the settlement in Cutlass Keys, as it is closest. Normally, we would go south to our friends in Dayspring Mills, but we have seen the fires from that direction, the miners now attack us on sight, and we dare not risk travel through the wilderness. We can only pray for their safety. You are free to whatever you may find here. We have left with what is most important.

Standing Our Ground

Found in Campbell's Rest

Lost another pig this week, 7th for the month. We've been trying to keep ahead of those Withered things, make sure we can still get the crops in and the animals fed, but they keep coming. They killed Wulfgang two nights ago. I hope he returns intact, and not as one of those things... I don't know how much longer we'll be able to remain... but I'll keep fighting for this place. Built it with my own hands, and won't let some shambling horde take it away from me.


De Magnete

On Magnets and Azoth

Found in First Light Settlement

As my full treatise of De Magnete successfully made the journey to Aeternum with me, and having no knowledge of others with copies of their own, it falls to me to continue Gilbert's investigations on the nature of the magnet. As he states, knowledge of magnets is present across all of the world, from the earliest Greek and Jewish and Egyptian scholars to far and distant China, with many years of study being dedicated to their effects. Here, in this Terra Aeternum, I may unlock a new path of research. Might azoth influence these magnets in some way? Will they redirect the needle to a new North? Will they improve and enhance the capabilities of magnets? Only time, and experimentation will tell.

Lodestone Aeternum

Found in First Light Settlement

In Gilbert's final book, he makes reference to a mysterious fifth essence, one that links all bodies together in harmony — for the heaven of philosophers, as of theologians, must be gentle, happy, and tranquil, and not at all subject to changes. I seek to discover whether azoth might be the universal aether on which magnets interact, that invisible yet measurable force. Or is azoth a new tool for the aforementioned interaction, granting the bearer a new form of manipulating this aether which was otherwise hidden? Perhaps the properties of magnets crafted from Aeternum-mined material are different in their effects. The miners at Letum's Pick have spoken of quality ores from their mines... I must inquire further.


Day to Day in Dayspring

The Lucky Ones

Found in Dayspring Mills

Some perished during the voyage, others while breaking through the storms surrounding the island. Our ship was damaged, but limped onward, and found a friendly settlement to take us in. Dayspring Mills was a bustling village, everyone contributing their work and production to carve out a new life in this land. Crops would mature seemingly overnight, animals brought down in the hunt would seemingly repopulate within just a few days... here, in Aeternum, the days of hunger, of famine, of hoarding food to make it through the winter are all long gone. We are the lucky ones.

Fighting the Undying

Found in Dayspring Mills

These things, the Withered... they do... not... die! Rather, they do, but they come back more mindless and ravenous than before. The bounty of this land means that fewer are required to farm, true, but even more are needed for defending the village. When one is brought down, it vanishes quickly — the island reclaims its own, it seems — but returns within just a short time. We do not have the manpower to encircle the village with a sturdy wall or even a defensive palisade. Their number continue to grow and I fear we will be pushed aside 'fore too long. I can only hope the settlement has space enough for us to return, when that day comes.

A Spartan Outlook

Found in Dayspring Mills

I write this in the hopes that it will never be read, that our defense will prove sufficient against the Withered. They do not sleep, they do not think, they only charge mindlessly toward us. I feel as one of Leonidas' men must have, defending against the unending attacks at Thermopylae. The only difference is that for us, there is no end in sight, no limit to the numbers we must attempt to cut down as our own numbers dwindle. We prepare to flee back to the settlement, bearing only what we can carry on our backs, with the hope that we will one day return and reclaim our homes... our memories... our lives.


All In a Day's Work

Planning for the Future

A stray page found within Hatchburg Fishery

Biwa has done it! Took a bit of time and tinkering, but he finally managed to get some of those lake mussels to produce pearls. They're not as fine as ocean pearls, but this is just the start! Imagine the looks on the faces of those in the Old World when the first ships back from Aeternum are laden with chests full of pearls... We'll be richer than we could've ever asked for! Have to work out that part about getting off of this island, sure, but that's someone else's problem.

Azoth From the Deep

Notes from a researcher found in Dayspring Mills

In my time here, hundreds of samples and artifacts have been gathered for research and study. One, however, has eluded us until now. Azoth has been found, so far, in a liquid form that can be added to items during the creation process, enhancing their abilities. During one of my excursions to the north, deep within a cave structure, I found what I had long theorized existed: solidified azoth! Imagine what could be done with this!

Rot and Shot

A quartermaster's log, found at Hilltop Encampment

From the settlement, we have received 3 wagon loads of wood, 4 crates of tools (assorted), 2 crates of fresh clothing and boots. Additionally, Adjudicator Jeffrey has included a shipment of Consecrated Iron Blanks to be fashioned into arrowheads or musket balls as needed. If functional, this should help against some of the more unsavory things that have been found near the camp.

This week's losses are worse than last week, I am afraid. The meat from 4 elk, and one too-curious wolf, turned almost overnight, becoming a blackened and sickly mess. Happens more and more frequently now, and we may have to start packing up if no fresh meat can be collected.


Abandoned Research

A Prophet of Profit

Found in Saircor Bridge

Another day, even more sifting through dirt. We've been in these ruins for near two weeks now, and this fool has us searching for bits of pottery and scraps of fabric. Where's the gold? Where are the jewels? Where are the treasures that will make us all wealthy, like he promised? Should never have left the Kannan Tomb site... Once this place is a bust, I'll head back there. At least they had those big ruins nearby. Some nice pieces in there, fetched a fine price.

Misguided Anthropology

Found in Saircor

A fine day, indeed! The men have recovered a handful of pottery shards, which I believe to have come from some form of sacrificial bowl, indicating the Ancients may have engaged in some form of ritualistic sacrifice. The silly arguments by the other researchers here stating that the shards were a part of a common eating bowl are absurd, particularly given the other pieces found there: a chipped knife blade, a long metal spike used for the execution, and a metal grate over the firepit that must have been used to preserve the sacrifice after death. I have also uncovered crude drawings that may indicate a powerful relic being held here. The relic may be a piece of importance to the Ancients, a religious statuary of some kind? I shall continue to search for it, as long as is needed.

Tales of Everfall

Treasure of Arcturus

Death Log

Found in Arcturus

Death 7: Cornered on the staircase leading to the second floor. Death 8: Barely got in the door this time before I was swarmed from all angles by Ancients. Death 9: Reached the top floor! The Arcturian Piercer and allies proved too strong; I died but meters away from the treasure.

The treasure is so close I can taste it! How cruel, how unfair of these lingering skeletons to guard something they can no longer use. I am making attempt number 10 tonight and I am sure I will be victorious.

Piercing Eyes

Found in Arcturus

The Piercer's gaze is calculated and cold. Sockets where eyes should be cut through my body, striking fear into my heart. Standing here I can avoid their line of sight, shaking in my boots as I prepare to take on the well-armored Guardian. I ready my axe with unsteady hands and pause for a prayer.

May Providence guard my soul.


Trappings of Death

Gourds For Sale

Found in Olcott Family Farm

We've instructed the little ones in the ways of the Trading Post, and they seem to be taking to it swimmingly. They, with the protection of the older ones, take our goods to market while we sow the fields. All of Everfall now knows of the Olcott Family gourds and their quality. Our life here is so much more prosperous than we could have ever imagined when we took the risk to leave the Old World behind. Yes, there is danger abound here but if one simply sticks to the roads and a steady routine, even a family as big and peaceful as ours can survive and even flourish.

Sawyer Olcott

A Red Glow in the Woods

Found in Olcott Family Farm

I can hardly sleep tonight after father pointed it out. A red glow in the woods, ever so faint among the tops of the trees. I thought it mad at first, for who would climb the trees but a hunter setting up a blind? It dawned on me that this red entity could indeed be a hunter, and that we are the ones being hunted. I feel crimson eyes on me now. I won't take the little ones to market tomorrow, I won't even leave this house. Something or someone is coming, and we must be prepared.

Jamison Olcott


Syndicate's Strength

Creeping Red Tide

Found in Bradbury Fields

I have spotted them from the distance, a creeping red tide of Corruption miasma. They encroach upon the nearby Bradbury Fields after the Bradbury family abandoned their homestead, filling the vacuum of power left by their departure. This does not bode well for the Everfall settlement to have Corruption so far South, so close to our homes and workstations. I will keep my agents close to the farm and observe how the Corrupted move, making sure they at least do not cross the Fields into civilization.

Alchemist Olivera


Reese's Watch

Storms Aplenty

Found in Everfall Watch Tower

There have been even more of those violent storms as of late. I hear the crash of thunder and see the bolts of red lightning in the distance from my place at the watch tower. I am haunted that I cannot do a thing but wait to see if survivors wash up on my shore. Half of those who do wash up here are often too broken to be of any use, well on their way to becoming a Drowned or Withered. Am I truly so powerless as to not be able to do anything for them?

-Reese

Supply Manifest

Found in Everfall Boar Infestation

Food Supplies: -3 crates of berries -10 bushels of corn -5 gourds (medium) -3 sacks of grains

This should be enough to get you through to the next shipment, Reese.

Use it wisely.

-Tucket

Pushing My Luck

Found in Beringer's Boon

I have pushed my luck too far. I dare go no farther than this shipwreck.

I have tried in the past to make it to Huang's Hammer or at least the Harpy of Henninger, but each time I am swarmed by Drowned and... um, "die." It seems like my soul comes back a little weaker than the last time. I cannot afford to lose faith, or even more will fall here. I must remain cautious, remain vigilant, and await help.

-Reese


Polly's Follies

Madwoman

Found in Stonetooth Terrace

Elizabeth Polly is a complete and total madwoman. She provides me with no weapon, no protection against the Undead tides she sends me through to get to the Fen. And then she damn near bites my head off when I return haggard and empty-handed, as if her tavern supplies are worth dying for! These pirates are a menace, but so is she. I quit.

Tavern Supplies

Found in Stonetooth Terrace

Fifteen tankards, exactly as requested. I gave the porter a wooden mace and a new coat to defend himself on his way back to you. The poor lad barely survived the trip here, and his clothes were in tatters from how the Undead harassed him so. You really ought to put more stock into protecting your porters, Elizabeth, lest you want your supplies stolen again. Now that the pirates have had a taste of my fine craftsmanship in drink-ware. I fear they've acquired an appetite for it, and know to attack the porter on sight.


Pirate's Plunder

Captain's Log 24

Found in Riverworn Grotto

We are thirty days at sea, tossed by gale winds and rumbling waves. The crew are tossed from their bunks when trying to sleep, and some have taken to tying themselves down for their resting shifts.

The closer we come to that strange land mass the more violent the ocean becomes, so we have tried our best to sail around it. The navigator is perplexed. There is no known island here on any maps.

Captain Yennifer

Captain's Log 31

Found in Riverworn Grotto

Pirates. Bloody pirates. We were boarded while I was abed last night and several of my men were slaughtered in the taking of the ship. Their bodies were tossed unceremoniously overboard and even more than that some living who defied the invaders were also thrown to the sea. I am cooperating for now, keeping my captain's log in a secret place.

I can only hope some pages survive, as it seems the pirates are intent to make landfall on the island we were trying our best to avoid. I believe it to be a suicide mission but their captain, Master Henry as he's called, is sure this island holds riches unimaginable. For the sake of my crew I hope these pirates get what they want, and then promptly let us go. Even life on a deserted island is better than being a prisoner at sea.

Captain Yennifer


Life on the Fallowhill

Prosperity

Found in Fallowhill Farm

Today is a dark day at Fallowhill Farm. Farmer Paulson has succumb to Withering, leaving the once-proud man naught but a chittering, gibbering mess. We mourn him, but we must also now be wary of him and others who, in their repeated deaths to the Corrupted and elements, may follow him. Could this signal the end of our prosperity? I pray to Providence that no more of us turn, and that this farm stays productive for the Everfall and Monarch's Bluffs settlements that rely upon our crops.


Lewis' Fears

Beware the Bear

Found in Everfall Settlement

Polly said it might help me if I wrote some of my fears down. It'd take away their power, she said, so here goes.

Bears. Massive teeth, massive claws, and a roar to wake the dead. I am terrified of bears and know that they roam Bearclaw Pass to the east of here, hence its nomenclature. I have heard fearsome Lynxes roam the area as well... Oh, bother, I don't think this is helping.

Ghosts Abound

Found in Everfall Settlement

Another fear I have is ghosts. Polly looks at me strangely when I speak of this fear, but how could she not be afraid of spirits come back from the dead?! Their spectral hands reach for me in my nightmares to slash at my throat, grip cold and hollow. I know they're out there, and I think writing about them is only making me more scared...


Heron's Field Notes

Guardians' Attacks

Found in Lupus

Formidable in battle, the Guardians of the Ancient ruins of Aeternum are not to be trifled with. I have lost many a life to them in my research. Still, I have begun to notice some patterns in their fighting, allowing me to escape when the time is right. The Ancient Guardians wielding clubs rear back before they try to smash your skull in, a rather painful way to die, and I am able to predict their movements with some veracity in watching how they charge at me. My head is still ringing from my last death, the ghost of the crack in my skull throbbing idly as a reminder of my still having a long way to go in combat skills.

Half-Formed

Found in Norma

Some of the bodies of the Ancient Guardians are only half-preserved, cursing them to an eternity of crawling on their bellies to reach their next destination. I made the mistake of underestimating these crawling torsos and was met with a swift death from the way they have adapted to jump up at and claw down their enemies. I refuse to give up on my research simply because of the forceful resistance I am being met with, but those crawlers haunt my nightmares in ways their standing brethren do not. I feel a chill down my spine writing about them even now.

Guardians' Weapons

Found in Hercules

The weapons the Ancient Guardians carry are of a rudimentary level of craftsmanship. Occasionally they can be found with steel armaments but most often it is a low-grade iron with which they fashion their weapons. They seem to lack the capacity for ranged weapons beyond a few commanders carrying javelins for throwing, and are a people who live and die by the sword and mace. Their bony hands can also deal a great amount of damage when raked across skin, so even unarmed Guardians should be considered dangerous.

Guardians' Resolve

Found in Ursa

The Guardians attack all humans who dare trespass on the ruins of the Ancients. While animals are free to come and go, anything that stands on two legs is met with immediate and brutal hostility. Without eyes how do they see what they are attacking? Some of their attacks are sloppy and seemingly blind, so perhaps they rely on the other senses in combat. How they stand and fight without muscles in the first place is still a mystery.

Reaching Towards the Heavens

Found in Lacerta

These lookout towers reach up towards the heavens, perplexing the common observer as to how they were erected in the first place. Was scaffolding used? If so there are no remnants of it, and no external support beams to keep the towers up. To me they seem to have grown directly from the ground like proud stone evergreens, stacked high enough to touch the clouds.

The Orbs

Found in Carina

Even more fascinating than the lookout towers themselves are the massive orbs near the top of them. They look so large it vexes the mind to imagine how the Ancients got them up there. Is their directional positioning significant in any way? The orbs appear to bulge out of only one of the sides of the tower, and look similar to the orbs found around Windsward.

Syndicate Expulsion

Found in Draco

I parted with the Syndicate today.

More aptly, they parted with me, those arrogant fools, but I was close to leaving them anyway. Their jealousy was bearing down on my back over this Ancient research and I believe they were either plotting to steal it from me or take me out of the picture. Alchemist Olivera seemed regretful to expel me but I surmise this was nothing more than an act. He has always been envious of how I take fate into my own hands and pursue the mysteries of azoth on my own without sharing my research. Why should I share? The Syndicate has never done anything for me beyond send me to my death chasing tokens of their favor.

Proving Them Wrong

Found in Orion

I can feel the glares from Adjudicator Amano and Commander Chauhan whenever I pass them in the settlement. They are not subtle people. I know they disprove of my research into the Ancients, thinking them heretics or weaklings, but I will prove them wrong. I will prove them all wrong.

Center of the Stars

Found in Shattered Obelisk

We all know that the earth is the center of the planets and universe, and it is only fitting that the jewel of our planetary system is the one with such a fantastical island like Aeternum on it. If our planet is the center of the heavens then Aeternum must be the center of the planet, located so closely to the equator and imbued with power as it is. Azoth, the substance found here and nowhere else, is further proof that is the primordial Eden of which the scriptures spoke, the place from which all life sprang. I am honored and humbled to be standing at the center of everything, and must know what the Ancients thought of this phenomenon.

Bodily Limitations

Found in Shattered Obelisk

I can feel the toll of the last few deaths especially heavily. My stomach still aches where it was stabbed by the rusty sword of an Ancient Guardian and no amount of healing drops seem to soothe the pain. I am becoming weaker with each resurrection, waning like the moon until there is nothing left. I must put a pause on my research for now, and find someone who can venture out in my name and the name of the astronomical sciences. I shall wait in the settlement for someone of a like mind who can continue my fieldwork.


Fishery Foibles

Nothing's Biting Today

Found in Meadow Lake Fishery

All that racket Morrison was making last night must have scared off the fish. That damn fool, running around and singing at the top of his lungs like this were some Old World stage. Now I sit with my line in the water completely still, not a bite in sight. Lord knows why I put up with him.

Withered Spotted

Found in Meadow Lake Fishery

The bloated corpse of an adventurer washed up in the nets today, and the poor lass was neither dead nor alive. She was Withered, missing an arm and her wits. Morrison had to use his fishing spear to pierce her skull and put her out of her misery. It is odd, for Withered usually do not come this way. My instincts tell me this will not be the last Withered we will see, and that as more lost souls wash up on this island, more will be made into fetid and mindless husks.


Fall of Kelleher

Suspicions

Found in Kelleher Farmstead

Something is different about Jennifer. She has never been eager to peddle our pumpkins at the settlement before, calling the trek there twice as boring as it is dangerous. Now she practically jumps at the opportunity to sell our wares. Her father suspects nothing, but a mother knows. Something has happened with our little girl, now a grown woman in her rights, that drives her away from the farm. The next time we go to the trading post I will be keeping a close eye on her activities and conversations... She looks like how I first felt when I met Michael in the Old World.

Sarah Kelleher

He's Different With Me

Found in Kelleher Farmstead

That gruff, tired-looking man who guards the Watchtower is different with me. He has seen so much death, so many adventurers wash upon his shores only to lose their minds and lives fighting off Drowned. Battleworn as he is, Reese always has a smile for me. I find myself longing to see that smile, longing to remove his helmet and see his face in its full, scarred glory. I dream of a day when I can walk the settlement together with him, arm-in-arm, so that everyone might see, even mother and father. For now, though, we exchange coded notes so that none can read what we wish to say to one another.

Jennifer Kelleher


Daybreak to Decrepit

Dawn in Daybreak

Found in Daybreak Borough

The herb fields are flourishing. We have carved a little slice of paradise out for ourselves here in Daybreak Borough. We have relative peace. Though, truth be told, the pirates to the south do accost us on occasion if we venture too close to their territory.

Recent news of the infestation and fall of the Kelleher Farmstead to the north is heartbreaking. But we are strong here. We have armed defenders willing to fall again and again to defend what we have built and now call home.

Daybreak Falls

Found in Daybreak Borough

The defenders have fallen. After so many deaths we have lost our once-proud town guards to chittering madness or desertion.

The Withered horde from the Kelleher Farmstead was too strong; first in a manageable trickle of shambling flesh, but now, flowing like a heavy stream of rot and decay. This place has become overrun and little remains of the herb fields. We have no choice but to join the walled settlement to the west. Our hopes of a free and prosperous borough outside of such confines have been utterly dashed.


Covenant's Quest

Ancients and Their Guardians

Found in Arcturus

Regarding the Ancient Guardians of Aeternum, it is clear that these beings worship Ancient society but are not Ancients themselves. The statues around ruins like Arcturus and others of its magnitude indicate the Ancients had four arms and a split face, of which these skeletons that guard the ruins have neither. We can only be left to conclude that the skeletons that shamble about Ancient ruins are those of heretics and traitors to their own humanity in revering beings like the Ancietnts.

Adjudicator Amano


Corrupted Mining Operations

Ichorous Spread

Found in Ebenrock Cavern

The ichorous, slow spread of red down from Brightwood and Great Cleave has not been given proper attention by the Everfall settlement authorities. Lewis is too scared to look, Clark is too busy with bloody paperwork, Lee is off doing... whatever Lee does. Patricia is the only one who listens.

A.Y.

Corrupted Observations

Found in Ebenrock Cavern

The way these Corrupted work is of a singular mind, all their pickaxe blows to the rocks timed perfectly with one another. They take almost no breaks, one cook serving the entire operation that I can see from this vantage point.

A.Y.


Canary in the Mines

Patricia and Alexandra

Found in Canary Mine

Tomorrow Alexandra and I will make an investigation of the Canary Mine to the north. We've packed steel weapons and tools for our expedition, as well as several helpings of cooked meat given to us by Lee. Nice man. Alexandra insists we bring him something shiny back to thank him, for he would like that sort of thing. Alexandra is always thinking of others.

-P.P.

Obituary for Alexandra

Found in Canary Mine

Here lies a friend to many, a crafter of renown, and a partner whom I shall never replace. Felled by the Corrupted Dredgers, Alexandra Yanille put up a brave and noble fight before her untimely demise. My hatred for the Corrupted burns brighter than ever, and I will get to the bottom of this mystery regarding their presence, for Alexandra. I will find out why the Corrupted are so far South, and I will put a stop to them.

-Patricia Petrowski