A pit into the void reminds me of my past realms. I felt as though I was drawn to sink my soul in forever. Abhaya pulled me back, tears in her eyes. For the first time in this new beginning, I was ashamed.

We heaved the corpses of the strongest demons here into the chasm and departed.

What does it feel like to die in the sewers of ancient cities? This poor soul found the answer.

There will be no escape for the vermin that inhabit this wretched underground. Steel against bone, will against poison, Abhaya let your arrows fly!

Any way this world can try to break our resolve thus far has been folly! Demons in the waters, other clinging to the girders, they all fell.

I must find ourselves some respite soon; Abhaya has spoken little and I fear her strength is faltering. How have we come to such troubles?

Hearts of fire have come calling, shadows scatter around my own. Fated specters of the night hail some great happening, but it is a mystery to me. I shall have to confront Cain, for these visions are clearly not my own.

The way forward is laid bare. I hesitate. We shall return to the temple where I found the black book.

The frescoes on the walls calmed my mind; perhaps Abhaya will find our time worthwhile.

There was little peace left, as the demons had returned. It was much to my sadness. My breath feels heavy, as I can see weariness in her stride. Endurance of spirit will find its way, truth be told.

An old warriors greaves will carry us on to greater deeds, same as perhaps the small stone that I found hidden. We will rest, if only for a short night.

Alas, sleep did not come easily to our minds, and we ventured out into the night. Our bones felt frail and we could not longer contemplate demise; suffering was wisdom.

Unable to continue, we rested in this abandoned space. Abhaya was afraid. I left her to rest while I guarded the entrance. No matter the consequence, this bastion will hold for this night.

Still following. Keep it up.

this, hell of a read

As the rays of the sun first pierced the tops of the trees we awoke, and resumed our task. Something gleamed in the slanted rays of the morning light. Upon wrenching it free from a stone, it was clear this was no common talisman.

With haste I sought Cain's advice. He said that an old wizard once wished to see forbidden realms. Lusting after his cause, the poor soul plucked out his own eye and with black magic made this device. Perhaps it can now guide my way.