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Journal Entry Number Thirty

A beautifully crafted piece of parchment resides within the many pages of the intricate tome. The paper is interlaced with a mass of webs treated with black ink, and amidst the flurry of webs, a glowing watermark sporting an insignia is clearly seen. A few names in Dark Elven can be seen glowing with the insignia. A substantial amount of space for more names is apparent.

Yet again, another powerful being has resurfaced, Te’thalus, a lich with a legion of undead at his command. Mistone’s problems grow exponentially as it seems, and this lich is as much a threat as the Green Dragon Cult. It’s only a matter of time before the continent is consumed by all sorts of malevolent beings vying for power. It is somewhat disappointing to see how sluggish this Green Dragon Cult is with their operations, I expected them to have attacked the outlying settlements in search of the rumored Bloodpool.

For the time being, I must set my affairs in order and ensure the completion of a few tasks; my survival and progression will be at risk if I delay further. My objective is simple, my main targets are clear, and I need only deliver their locations of residence. I must make haste in securing such information lest his eyes gaze upon me and I burned in his impatient fury. Although, I put myself at great risk if I subject sooner than desired, I must know more about this lich before delivering its demands. Yet again I must play coy and extract information from my target; it comes with a significant risk but a necessary one at that. Hopefully this one does not see through my well-crafted visage of curiosity and benevolence.