The Journal of Conrad Adolphus

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~ Joma 13th of the Deep Cold 1330,

I write this journal for several reasons but chief among them is an ever-increasing sense of dread. I would almost prefer the blood-soaked fields of my homeland to the inescapable paranoia I feel every day here. This continent of Aegis is a wondrous and often beautiful place and yet, it is the most dangerous land I have ever set foot on. Before crossing the ocean to be here, I had seen thousands die for naught, I had smelled the sweet scent of burning flesh, heard the screams of women and children as their lives were snuffed, and I had seen the dawn itself stain the sky red with the blood spilled the previous night.

I have seen hell descend upon earth.

I fled all that, leaving behind my wife and daughter, disgracing my family name, even fleeing with a man whom any one of my countrymen would execute on the spot as a sworn enemy of the Republic. Yet here I am. A foreigner in a land where the stuff of fairy tales is reality. Where creatures of green skin, immortal things of nature, and shortened images of men stand alongside us. And where the dead walk.

I have seen much to challenge my concepts of reality. I still do not believe in magic and yet... I have battled a fire demon in the royal palace of Al'khazar. I have slain giants and dark servants, I have defended royalty from assassins, I have helped defend Al'khazar from the undead hordes, and I have even commanded an army.

I am not native to this soil yet I have declared it my home, and I will take the greatest of pains to see that the tragedies that destroyed my people do not destroy these. A home is what you are willing to fight for, not what you inherit.

I have suffered failures at great cost to myself and others but I have witnessed even greater failures in "great" men here and it is for that reason I fear the worst. I write this journal in the anticipation of my end. Perhaps I shall continue to document my adventures, my triumphs as well as my failures so that others may learn from them and learn of me. Should I be destroyed, I pray that I at least rest in peace and am not resurrected by the foul machinations of these "undead". It seems that I have only arrived in Aegis in time for the end... If so, then let my final moments be during the battle at the end of all things.

Conrad Adolphus

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Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.