A neatly kept book with a crossed crook and flail upon the cover The handwriting is steady and consistent between words with little blemishes upon the pages

8th of Flamerule

I awake this sun filled morning and begin my daily routine. I gather the excess food I have and share it amongst the needy. I praise to Osiris as I have done every day since I was a mere child. Such things become repetitive however It is a good life and I enjoy helping others in my desert town.

9th of Flamerule

I awake to the sounds of odd roars and crumbling buildings. My small town of good hearted desert folk is under siege by some looming monsters. Before I was knocked unconscious I heard one of the citizens call the beasts abberations.

I awoke in a cold, damp, and dark cavern. Much different from the beautiful sands of the desert. I wandered around feeling the walls to guide myself. Eventually I saw light coming from a settlement. I walked towards it and eventually found a kind woman named Alahel to guide me around the odd town.

Many things different in this town. Many people are filled with greed and I sense unrest within their souls. It seems to be filled with hope however, many wish to return to the surface. If I were to return I would not know where to head. My town most likely destroyed, the neighboring towns filled with evil Set worshipers... it trails off describing more of the town