Log 1 - It had been three days since we were dispatched through the northern path. An order from the king himself. I had been excited for the first day. The merit that I would gain as a result of this expedition would allow for me to ascend my position of a knight but these harrowing days have disheartened me.
It started as well as any journey, the food was dry as ever. The paiges complained and the other knights were yelling at them to do their jobs with no complaint.
That did not last though, instead it started to take over. Little by little my soldiers fell, replaced by their dead bodies.
Through the last two days most of everyone had been consumed by this being. I fear I may be the last remaining. I can not do anything though. As much as it aches my heart to see my comrades torn asunder by this being… It was too powerful.
The dead eyes of another just passed me as I write this message. Give me strength oh' King.
