By Siran Asurac, quest hunter
Found in Camrynn’s inn “the mad Goat”
Hidden in the library of Calendon by Maerosa Kendi
Camrynn – in the year 3450

28-09-3450
First my thanks to all the people who have taught me, and made it possible for me to read and write down my experiences around this country known as Morania..

This is I.. Siran, an unfortunate traveler seeking revenge for my father, Remih’s murder.. I call myself quest hunter and travelling through Morania in my search of my father’s killer is my biggest quest of all..

Ever since I came to Camrynn there hasn’t been anything but trouble for me. But of course.. troubles give good chances of work, lots of it.. I have been at the inn a few times and found myself a good ally there..

Fear is what this town is filled of.. and I do not blame people.. no guards, no walls, and now these… evil wolves.. poor peasants, as if the orcs and dark elves weren’t enough.
I do my best to keep the town’s innkeeper informed of what’s going on around here, and I can say that it’s definitely not an easy nor safe task..
But thanks to Eresir I am still alive – I thank you, god of the great healing powers – You who give us all life and hope, you who help all who live to do good..

29-09-3450
I have returned from my trip at the inn this evening.. and now it’s morning!..
I don’t even know how to tell this… Everything is still spinning in my head..

I was at the inn last night, the selfsame day the inn was attacked by orcs, and I barely escaped with my life.. When I came into the inn I saw a somewhat other sight than what I had expected –

The innkeeper was gone, the inn was yet again halfways smashed, after having been rebuild only recently.. People pretended it was nothing.. why I can’t tell.. Some people were standing around in the inn, a certain person whom I definitely didn’t like, began talking to another upon my arrival. I did not want to disturb anyone, so I sat down and watched everything- No, sorry.. this cannot unfold so slowly.. I must hurry writing this down, what if…

Someone had poisoned the inn’s wine with sleeping powder, who I cannot say, but I have my ideas.. but.. well.. I pretended it was nothing and even, stupidly enough, found it quite funny – Hate me and my ignorance!

The male I’m suspecting bids me information after evening has turned to night, I didn’t manage to get much from him, and that about the wolves.. I already knew – People talk about it like crazy! How can one even avoid the subject?!
Shortly after I had been informed a little more of what was going on around Camrynn, I felt tired and went to sleep.. But it wasn’t the usual dreams I’ve been having – Oh, Eresir, have mercy, why did you show me this..? I don’t understand.. Is this your work..? If yes, then.. Why..?!

It sought through my mind.. I felt it.. I don’t know what it was, but it was anything but pleasant – What I am most afraid of.. is, I did nothing to stop it.. No! I’m babbling – Excuse me, I.. Must get this on paper..!

In my dream.. by the gods!.. I see-- no.. I wander around the forest, unseen and careful – It is a bright day and when I look at the sun it almost falls from the sky and suddenly it’s night and I’m standing in the forest and cannot even see my own hands, it’s pitch black! In the dark I can hear voices. A deep, hypnotic voice is all I can hear, all other sounds are gone. No birds, no wind in the tree, no crisp, marmonic sounds of the night, only the voice is audible… I see shadows of wolves. They sneak through the dark. I want to run, but my body is tied in place – Around me and in my head the wolves begin to talk, something sounding like a rhyme or a song.. I remember it so clearly.. because even now when I’m writing I can still hear it in my inner ear!

Zir karn aren karün,
diran ze hirek wentur.
Zirra tir tureh,
diren are tera rika karek

Ira zirren are quen fekir.
Karadür - Akura ze tureh,
ira lyr isyrak klir imakko ze arshnaran limar..


While all this is happening, an especially large wolf comes out of the shadows.. No.. It’s not a wolf, it is just shadows.. Black fog.. The biggest of these shadows... wolves.. it twists around me and I get dizzy..

If everything hadn’t been black before, it would be now..
I can feel something cold going through my body. A cold infection of pure evil! I can feel it going through my body and up into my head, as if it’s searching for something.. All my thoughts are spinning around in my head, unbearable! I go through almost all the months since I left home.. And then the sun rises, my face gets warmer.. My thoughts are ablaze..! My entire face is BURNING..!

My vision comes back while I scream in pain, I look around, horrified, and see the shadows watching me, the big one is right in front of me.. He looks at me for a moment and then becomes a solid wolf of flesh and blood and he jumps through my chest.

As I wake up, realizing it was all but a horid nightmare, I can still feel the pain in my face, but as soon as I lift my hand, it disappears, as if my hand sucks it away.. Praise Eresir! My hands get sweaty and I get up, after having checked I didn’t wake anyone with my screams. As I exited the inn, something happens which made me fear my nightmare was more but a dream.
As I’m looking on the sleeping person on the floor, she opens her eyes and they glow bright red! I can feel them look at me, burning all the way into to my soul! The woman just smiles at me, and just goes back to sleep. I hurry out of the inn back towards the forest…
When I came back to my camp I could see there had been someone there wandering around, looking for hidden items, but no one found my hidden stash..!

And now I have been sitting, writing this down in-- I don’t know for how many hours! In spasms of fear, I feel dizzy and no longer think I can write right away.. But I hope to be able to write again soon.. Oh, Eresir, be with me – protect me against this – whatever it is…!

30-09-3450
I am awake again, it is almost evening. I am sitting eating dinner. A rabbit on a spear. Weird enough, I feel alright, and my head is normal again – If I didn’t know how real everything had been, I would think it all one big nightmare..

I think I’ll walk to the inn later in the evening and see if the innkeeper has returned..

I don't think he ever intended to return in the first place..

The innkeeper hadn’t returned! But the people from yesterday certainly were there.
The first thing I see.. this is a bit fuzzy in my memory.. A statue I haven’t seen before and a man leaning against it. I sit at a table and quickly falls asleep.. When I wake up again, all light has faded, and I decided to return to my camp and sleep there instead of at an empty, half destroyed inn! As the first thing tomorrow morning, I think I’ll go out and look for the innkeeper around Camrynn, maybe he hasn't run far..

01-10-3450
I found the innkeeper in the woods, he was heading away from the inn – he wanted to get help for those wolves, he said – I felt a great grief hearing this, as if I pitied them.. Ha..Ha.. I must be becoming mad to think like that! But yes – the innkeeper is gone, and amongst the few in town willing to get close to the inn is myself, the infamous Paq and an old, blind beggar, whom I know no further of-- and then of course the wolves..

02-10-3450
All knowledge of who I am.. I have difficulty finding it within myself. Yes.. I can sense something changing.. Lately my dreams have been of nothing but wolves, and I pitty the man who understand these signs – This is a language my dreams have taught me. I don’t know why I have these dreams, but I am beginning to like them. They teach me useful things – My hunts have been more successful lately as well..

03-10-3450
I have learned a lot from my dreams – The wolves in my dreams are nice to me now and they treat me well. This night they taught me to understand them, not only their body language, but the language they speak amongst themselves – I call it shadow-language, because that’s where it comes from, the shadows have taught me their language…!

I need to get back to the inn, I’ve just seen the innkeeper come back through the forest towards his beloved Camrynn!

Like he ever cared about anyone but himself..

Ah yes! Once again it’s time to write a little in my book and so much has happened today! As written, I went back to the inn hoping to find the innkeeper there, but on my way I was stopped by the infamous Paq! A person I have met before, but I didn’t think she would be so interesting! True, she's a little harsh.. but I’m not gonna let it bother me! We spoke while walking in the woods and then we entered the inn. When she couldn’t get any more information out of me, she said her farewells and left.

I must admit, she has given me much to think about, this Paq.. Amongst others it amazed her that I could survive out in the woods alone with the wolves around me – and it did amaze me too... But I am just grateful that they stay away! Actually... It would be quite interesting, if… No, now I’m babbling again!

What a fool I was.. Did she ever know the truth..?

I have just returned from the inn, where I have been sitting all night talking to the different people who came and went.. They speak of rumours of a great evil walking around in the forest. Could this have something to do with the dreams I've been having..?
I had yet another dream of the wolves when I sat sleeping in the inn after this..

I was sitting in my camp, which was suddenly surrounded by persons I have seen at the inn previously.... I noticed one character especially stood out. He took a step into my camp and I suddenly lost all contact to my body.. When I came to, I was on the ground with the wolves from my other dreams leaned over me .. I thought it would be my death.. But they did nothing.. On the contrary, when I got up, they stepped aside for me and followed me interested.. I quickly encountered a large wolf.. but before I could say or do anything he knocked me unconscious and I woke up much later. In my dream it had become night time – The wolves were still close, I could feel them. I got up with amazing ease, I almost jumped one meter in the air from my attempt to get up, and landed elegantly on my legs with no sound at all.. I felt stronger than I had ever been. It was a relieving, uplifting feeling! I don’t know what had happened to me, but it was wonderful! Then the sun came up, and I began to feel dizzy and I immediately awoke..

I felt weak and helpless and almost felt that all my life energy had been drained from me! I was blinded by the sun and I held up an arm to shade it. I sat in the inn all day, waiting for sundown. As I sat there, I pondered the recent events.

What could this mean?
Heh.. heh.. Perhaps I have been staying too much at that inn... All this town's paranoia must be getting to me.. But still.. I don’t know why I’m foolish enough to underestimate them, but why should I fear these wolves? -- If that is the evil the town's people speak of... As long as I continue with what I’m doing now, there are no problems. They leave me be and I can continue my work in the forest. With the wolves around, things have been going well lately! Lots of people, with good values and quests, have come to Camrynn in hopes of helping this helpless town out of the wolves’ grasp. I doubt it will ever happen, and if I had to choose, I would follow Paq’s advice and be on the wolves’ side rather than the weaks’..

Slowly the sun got weaker as the day progressed toward night. I was squatting on a bench in the inn, and opposite of me was an elf – I wanted to jump down, and figured I had the same power as in my dream, but my legs gave way to this demand and I tumbled to the ground mercilessly.. I felt abandoned!

What happened after that was only a mildly unpleasant conversation and the next thing I heard was a voice and a person standing next to me. I asked him to translate something I didn’t know what was.. Things died down after that and I went to sleep on the bench once more.

Shortly after I woke up again, the people in the inn had fallen asleep and I let off the lights, because it irritated me. I headed for the door, opened it and left without closing it behind me, allowing the fresh, cool evening air into the inn's guests. I journeyed out into the darkness of night, back to my camp where I now sit writing this. And now that today's notes are written, I shall sleep.

04-10-3450
Ah.. what a wonderful dream I had this night! I was out chasing game in the forest, and as in my first dream, the sun suddenly fell down and the moon shone through the oh so beautiful forest. I was in my new, better form and shortly after I felt the same forces flow through me once again and it didn’t take me long before I could place the claws around my prey and wring it’s neck..
When I came back to my camp and wished to prepare the game, I suddenly had a feeling it would be easier to just eat it raw, so I ripped it open and placed my teeth in its flesh..
A wonderful mixture of wildness and success rushed through me, while the blood dripped down my face and onto the ground. Shortly after that I woke up. I could feel my normal strength returning and the wonderful feeling and wildness ran out of me.. Oh Eresir! If this is your work then I don’t understand what you want with these dreams.. what is their purpose?!

07-10-3450
Finally all my questions have been answered! I thank you for your charity.. It has certainly been beneficial that I have slept at the inn.

Yesterday I met a dark elf inside the inn – Of course I didn’t trust him to begin with, since I haven’t been particularly lucky with dark elves in this country.. But yes. I met this drow and we quickly discovered that we had the same thing in common, that we both gather information for others in exchange of money. So he became my follower for a while – Until the evening where we met one of the wolves! What it wanted with me, I do not know, but oddly enough I did not fear it.. Shortly after my follower made him leave again.. or he left on his own.. I can’t say.. But we separated at the inn and while my companion went another way I walked toward my camp..

Once there, I slept – I remember feeling it odd that I was sleeping this much as of late – I had a mind-wakening dream, and I again felt blood in my face.. But when I woke up I could still feel it.. I touched my head and found out I was bleeding from my forehead! I quickly found some fabric to tie around it, and prayed to Eresir to help it heal-- How foolish of me, I see that now! – After a while I tried to sleep again, but I couldn’t.. Oh the images I had in my head! I went back to the inn early in the morning while the the sea mist was still slithering along the ground in a thick layer..

When I returned to the inn, I saw to my surprise that it was far from empty. The dark elf was in there and a certain – Hmm.. I would recognize him as some sort of mage.. The mage and the dark elf were talking about the wolves and I asked them about it. I now learned that these wolves have a god – a chaos god named Therian.. I recognized the name from my dreams.. The wolves from my dreams must have been the servants of Therian himself!

After having gained this information I looked to the floor where I suddenly reexperienced the murder of a woman. Shortly after, I fell asleep. These dreams of mine seemed to take more energy from me than they gave..

I woke up again to a sudden noise and a person was standing with a panther in the inn and was talking angrily to a dark elf. Suddenly she took a firm grib around the dark elf, after he had said something to her I didn’t understand, and I looked at him, smiling, while the woman looked like she was squeezing the life force out of him – I could feel the same wildness I experienced from my game the other day. A strong wildness ran through me the same second I saw blood pouring from the neck of her victim. But I kept calm and to my disappointment I saw the woman let go and slammed the door behind her.

I was about to return to sleep.. But as I leaned back, I heard a wellknown voice and I felt a desire to turn around and rip the dark elf’s throat out… But instead I forced out some words of fake pitty.. It was a somewhat dull conversation, and we were discussing what each know of the wolves. I told him nothing, even though I likely know more of the wolves of Therian than any person in Camrynn now! As I was getting bored, being told the same, useless information I already knew, I suddenly felt as I was drawing the attention of someone, and I quickly turned around and to my fear, I see it’s one of Therian’s wolves.. I quickly turned around again and tried to ignore it, but suddenly grew mystiriously tired and fell asleep on my chair.. I wonder how the dark elf had reacted.

I don’t know entirely what happened, but I got into a trance of some sort, and I relived the entire scene of the woman getting killed. But after I saw her disappear in smoke, it was like I was pulled through nothing..

I’m standing infront of a dark valley of some sort looking down and I see the woman, whom was supposed to be dead. She seemed very angry while she talked to another person down there…

I am back at the inn and I look up from where she lay dead seconds ago, and I see the women – She is looking at me instantly, as if she felt I was looking at her and knew she had ressurected!
Suddenly I couldn't move and yet again the words was flowing in my head..
The same rhyme or song as the first time I remembered it from my dreams that started since the first time I arrived here. I struggled, trying to move again and at last I succeed in looking away from her gaze.. I felt a desire to be mad at her, alongside a pain in my head – At my amazement a low growl escaped my own mouth – It was as if I no longer had control of my body. The woman sent me what I interpreted as a casual evil grin and came towards me while saying something I didn't understand..

When she came towards me I slowly gained control of my body again and a feeling of uncertainty and fear flowed through me.. I really tried to talk, but it was very difficult, it was as if something had taken control of my body, and I was only wathing. While I was fighting to regain control of my body, a deep growl escaped from my chest, which I hadn’t thought possible.. Shortly after the dark elf got up from his chair and walked towards me. I am asked to follow them, and since I couldn’t control what my body did, I heard myself say: “Do I have a choice?”

I don't think I ever did..

I came to my senses outside the inn and decided to run away. There was no telling how long they wanted me to live, or how little time until they wanted me dead..  But I heard their soft, luring, commanding voices behind me and knew it was too late.. I retraced the few steps I had already taken and squatted against the wall and in the same instant I had this wonderful feeling – Almost like the feelings and sense of power from my dreams returned to me, removing all fear and once again allowing me full control of my body – I got up and follow them into the forest..

We came to a ravine. I remembered it from my vision of seing the woman ressurected. The same woman that I was now following along with the dark elf, who I by now had guessed must be Therian himself. They called me to them and I obeyed them blindly.. They removed their hoods and in the same instant I saw the signs on their cheeks, I lost sight of where I were and everything I had experienced lately. A painful scream slowly grew stronger in my head, and I came to my senses completely, slowly understanding what has happened to me lately.. The wolves have chosen me as their human servant, and by that I have gained their alliance…! I now serve Therian - The mightiest of gods! – And to him I will surrender my life and everything I do will be in his name and honour!

I have now found the meaning with everything that has happened lately and I do not need this book anymore.. The informations it contains are damaging to us all!

My only light is the half moon’s glow and that is what permits me to write this down.. Oh Eresir.. this is your work and now I turn my back on you… You.. who have now turned your back on me, a long time ago when you killed my father.. No.. I can no longer serve you.. You have failed me!

And woe for the human who find this book, for I will find out, and I will send the wolves after you – Mark my words, filthy creatures! I, Siran Asurac, protector of wolves and the only human servant of the almighty Therian, no longer find my protection with Eresir.. but under their wings!

This is the last entry, and perhaps the last part of humanity that is known to me. suffice it to say that Therian's darkest did indeed have plans for Siran.. And he only remained human for another day, before he was killed and turned into one of these horrid Chaos creatures known as the wolves of Therian..

I have ordered this hidden inside Calendon in my hopes that he will never find it there. I prey to Fayon that my death will be swift and painless ..

~ Maerosa Kendi