Journal of Cavalryman Samael Reyer.

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Journal of Cavalryman Samael Reyer.

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Entry number forty five in a worn leather tome.

I received word that in three weeks time I will finally be granted leave, although the risk is high I will use this time to cross enemy lines and attempt to return to Dars. It has been a long decade of service, so long without my beloved Pelia, our daughter Mayla will be eleven years old, so much time has passed will she even recognize her father? For now another battle with the Kor approaches, I can hear the drums now, I will go out and fight and then I will begin to plan my journey I fear not for my life for Lord Etoth will watch over me.
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Entry Number forty-eight.

The word has come down the line that a small group of Darish refugees made it through the lines recently, maybe I can learn something from them when they pass through. On a side note I heard some odd whispers when I was on duty tonight, I think it may be this valley we are camped in, I told the man who relieved me to be wary but he laughed it off. I guess it's fine, we all need some laughter in these times. For now I will finish my prayers and get some sleep. I fear not for my life for Lord Etoth will watch over me.
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Entry number fifty

The whispers are growing louder, we have moved from the valley now so I know that I am the only one who can hear them. They say things that only dwell within my mind and I fear it is a madness that takes me. The Darish caravan is still a days off and soon I will make my way home, the whispers will stop then. They will. Soon I will see my Pelia and our child and my mind will calm and stop playing these tricks. It looks as though there will be battle tomorrow, canite scouts moving along our lines. Sleep now, I fear not for my life for Lord Etoth will watch over me.
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Entry fifty-one.

The battle was hard this day, the Orcs were forced into a new slightly terrifying tactic, they throw themselves on our weapons in order to break them before the necromancy of the Canites brings out their spirits to kill us truly this is a war of monsters. The whispers grow louder now, they alternate words I understand and things I don't know. They whisper in my dreams now. The Caravan will be here in the morning for now I sleep, I fear not for my life for Lord Etoth will watch over me.
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Entry fifty-two.

First time writing in days, maybe this will help gather my thoughts. The caravan came and went, looking much like a funeral procession. Vosta, a friend from home, was with them and told me the truth I did not want to hear. I am alone now in this world. I look around and see men who once joked and laughed mere weeks ago they, we all have the same faces now, the same dead eyes. This war of monsters is to much for the hearts of men. Even I seem to be slowly going mad from these voices. I understand them now, I try to block them out but I know now that they do not come from my ears but from my mind and heart. I fear not for my life for Lord Etoth will watch over me.
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Entry fifty-three.

Disturbing events happened this day, but I know the reason for them now. My horse was slain today and I thrown, When I rose from the ground I was dazed and lashed out at the Kor and Canites around me. In my stupor I called out the words repeated in my mind for so many days and my sword was wreathed in a dark purple flame, I smote the forces of Canas around me but I knew then that my death would have been preferable. I could feel the change just as I could see the sword I had carried into so many battles lose it's impeccable shine as a dark cloudiness crept across it. I have broken the vows I swore to lord Etoth and failed what must have been trials set forth by the god of balance. I will never see my Pelia nor hear our Mayla speak, she will never know her father and it is for the best that she does not see what I may become. This will be the last entry in this tale of tragedy. There is nothing left to fear for I have already been judged and this world is my punishment. One more monster for this war.


Cavalryman Samael Reyer
Fallen Paladin of the Lord of Balance.
Magister Thanos Parch, necromancy specialty. Skurge Erglehk, war druid.
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