"Year 451 T.E,
Adaptation was necessary. Our animals have merged well with the native creatures of this land. Thus, it was our turn to adapt. After a year, our leader finally ordained the mapping of this land. We have yet to give it a name, for we pursued a perfect one."
"Year 451 T.E,
Our scouts found something. An underground mine filled with strange crystals. When they attempted to grab a chunk, they were met with the ire of a mighty dragon. How foolish we were. We lived in this land for a year, yet we remained oblivious of the dragon that lurked beneath us."
"Year 451 T.E,
To save our brethren, our leader set out to defeat the dragon with the support of the warriors."
.
.
.
.
The pages went on and on.
Each page detailed specific events or expanded on the aforementioned events.
After reading quite some pages, Raina stopped as she noticed the sky was dark. The Keresh presented itself in front of the group.
