Corvin's Journal

[Bitterholz]

- A small unremarkable leather bound Journal imprinted with a stylized crow on the front cover -


First page


Spend another day avoiding the elephant in the room, I cannot bear to upset her.

Here I am again, telling myself I'm avoiding finding a solution for her sake.
Which might be true... in part at least, but I'm also avoiding the subject of her sister,
so I may spend a few peaceful hours with my shingle thief.

When I first ran into her, fleeing the sharp teeth woods chased by a werewolf

Even writing just these few words it has become clear to me that my own mind can't be trusted
when it comes to these matters. It would be wise to seek council.

[Bitterholz]

Ran into the mute sister again, Beatrix. Well, rather I dragged her lifeless body to the next best temple
after coming across it just south of the Friendly Arms Inn.

But after spending a few hours in her company I'm none the wiser, if anything I know less.
She doesn't appear to carry any ill will for either of us, in fact she seemed resigned to her fate,
drowning the pain in a bottle.

One thing she said stuck with me, "I remind her"

I hope my shingle thief finds me soon

[Bitterholz]

Second Page

Joona's words reminded me how careless and impulsive I acted
over these last few days. While I won't deny myself the pleasures
of life, I should temper my choices with a little more wisdom.

Maybe I could revisit the snowy peaks near nashkel for some
cold and quiet introspective


Holding the lifeless body of someone you love, even though I was
reasonably certain at the time that she could still be brought back.
It's a feeling I have trouble to put into words....and it keeps happening
One of the things that seem to wake a darker part of myself.