Failure. Failure. Failure. Failure. Failure. Failure.

The same line is written into her journal dozens, maybe hundreds of times. The writing gets more and more frantic as the page goes on, scrawling into incomprehension. At some point, blood drips onto the page.

I will not go back. I will not let anything interfere with my rightful return to my home. If I am going to die, it will be at the hands of my family. Not strangers. Not Loudwater. Not Silverymoon. Not anywhere other than the halls of House Irr'diin.

I am not leaving my room until my atonement is complete.

This, I swear.

Eleasis 8

I, Mila, Azrael, Biscuit, Wu'yone

Need info from Phalor. Necro magic user. Prison. Three day, break prison. Try, I, other, find info. Fail.

Prison visit chance. Ask no mask. No. Other go, I stay. Wait.

Meet Earl, farmer, from earlier. Bring food prison. Ask, come later. Yes. Lead.

Later. Biscuit come. Say, try magic, but magic not allow. Many weird word. Leave. Other in prison.

Later, other return prison. No break prison.