I'm probably going to die tomorrow. We're neck deep in dungeon and everyone else seems dedicated to press on. So hello to whomever finds this diary. I hope that you make it out of this forsaken cave alive. I didn't.
I'll likely be the the third to die. Strago appears to be a magnet for violence and is as robust as a rice-paper wall, and Tails is probably already dead. The others seem hopeful that he's going to recover somehow. He's been turned to stone (If you're reading this,…
Some fool adventurers went digging where they shouldn't and, surprise, most of them died. The sole survivor is now dragging others in to enact a suicidal rescue mission. Those "others" happen to be me and others from The Reach. Obviously a group of merchants and minstrels are going to do better than a team of well equipped and experienced specialists.
We're all going to die trying to rescue three corpses. Maybe we'll have the decency to definitely die instead of probably dying…