Journal Entry - Harton 23rd
I am hungry. That human woman has no faith, no belief, and no fear. I could not make her cringe and cower as I had so many others. I have faced countless of her race: wizards, priests, vampires, werewolves, and each bowed under my onslaught as I controlled their terrors, making a hell in their minds!
In the village below I have made fathers kill their wives and children, children tear apart their parents, and everything in between. But this one woman cannot be touched. I cannot control her mind. I will return to the village, and have the people do my work for me. She will die at their hands. Tonight.
Journal of Jack Tucker - Harton 25th
That was the last entry I found in either diary. I can only guess what happened. I hope Amarilly is safe and has traveled on.
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