– Log of first fragment piece;
(Obscure fragments of letters precede a few small words on the worn, crispy piece of parchment, the fragment reads as follows)
…found it again. First in the old language, and then in the new. The similarities are too significant. The message is clear: “If it is as I fear, then shall a deity fall from the heavens and crash like the son of men, into the dirt of the earth – Kyun.”
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Scholar’s Log, Fragment One:
What is the old language? The message was clearly from Kyun. I told him what I saw. I went to his enclave and I told him what I found. His normally vibrant face fell to a pale white at my speaking of the words he seemed to have written himself. I felt as if I’d embarassed myself; spoken out of place, or something like that. I turned for the door and as I did, Kyun’s raspy voice behind me began to rattle: “This could mean your life, child. But then I suppose, what is life when you wear time on your sleeve?”
Recovered by Chrono, student of Acera.
Fragment Two:
…we’re eating the horses now. Noble things, once. Now they are slaughtered to keep us alive a moment longer. We look at each other with starving, crazed eyes, wondering in spite of ourselves whether the next slaughter will be of one of our own. Why the hell did they send us to the place anyway? The freezing cold, dark more than it is light. “All for a shrine to the keeper,” they say. Well I say we’re about to die for something I’ve never seen.
– Llean
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Scholar’s log, second entry:
I hadn’t thought about what happened with Kyun for days until I sat back down to look at the pieces. People told me he wouldn’t speak with anyone beyond basic pleasantries anymore. Back to work, without the thing I need most, it seems.
This passage…It sounds like they sent a group of guards to protect the construction of some place of worship. It sounds secret, too. Groups of men don’t get sent to freeze to death while on patrol by penniless men. It takes money and power to send men unknowingly to their deaths. And that is where I would look.
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Record of recovery of the second fragment:
…we’re eating the horses now. Noble things, once. Now they are slaughtered to keep us alive a moment longer. We look at each other with starving, crazed eyes, wondering in spite of ourselves whether the next slaughter will be of one of our own. Why would they send us to this place? The biting cold, dark more than it is light. “All for a shrine to the keeper,” they say. Well I say we’re about to die for something I’ve never even believed in.
– Llean
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Scholar’s log, second entry:
I hadn’t thought about what happened with Kyun for days until I sat back down to look at the pieces. People told me he wouldn’t speak with anyone beyond basic pleasantries anymore. Back to work, without the thing I need most, it seems.
This passage…It sounds like they sent a group of guards to protect the construction of some place of worship. It sounds secret, too. Groups of men don’t get sent to freeze to death while on patrol by penniless men. It takes money and power to send men unknowingly to their deaths. And that is where I would look.
— End of Second Entry —