"K" thinks to himself as he absent-mindedly fumbles down a ladder in the library that he has been organizing in an old building. Wondering how there can be so much dust as unrolls another foreboding scroll.
It’s been a month and I still can not shake the nightmares. I mean come on, sure I pushed to assemble the pieces of the portal, who knew it would be a gateway to the Negative Energy plane?
The Ebon Gate
Doorway to the blackest night.
Portal to the heart of darkness.
I’ve opened the great dark maw.
It is the hunger that devours souls.
Wish I had read that before assembling the bloody thing, but it was like a madness, I was a driven man… restlessly working (usually I like to rest more than work) until we had all of the pieces accounted for, 11 in all.
I mean, no one even questioned Geth. Yes, they stabbed him ruthlessly, but did they blame him? Wasn’t it his staff that disrupted the speak with dead spell that they tried to pull with Shagarash? Or did I just make that up? Well that’s what I heard, of course I was far away from there, no sense just putting yourself in harms way.
...and that Drow, Breaden, sneaking about. You know he’s up to something, or at the very least... involved.
Wonder if those pages match up to the ones torn from The Grimoire? I know it’s around here somewhere…
Four, four entities entered the realm. Three of which are thoroughly unknown, and of Orzalon...little is known. If you ask me, that's the way I’d like to keep them. Far off and little known.
… but it is troublesome, except for just after the portal opened and the initial slaughter it’s been quiet...too quiet.
I can't believe we have a gathering in 3 days time, I wish King Foster would find someone else to follow up on these reports… what with Lady Meryn off doing research… and what’s with the Lady schtick, anyone with any sense can tell she’s Lóngrén.
Eh, and with rumors of sickness and plague in the south I’d much rather have accompanied them, although they’re bound to run right into the demons.
Uhg, why can’t I just stay here in the library… oh how I adore the peace of dusty shelves and quiet books. How have I gotten myself mixed up with this lot? ...and demons? ...again?
Why are you looking at me like that, was I talking out loud?