Berhtolf and Lando Dimweald Nhật ký · Hollow

Descending The Halls

The Halls have beckoned me for a long time. I've ignored their call in ages past, but now, I stand emboldened by the men behind me. Valiant, undaunted soldiers armed to the teeth. They said they'd follow me anywhere, into any dark, any depth.

This cursed sanctuary shan't taint our peaks any longer. Do not fret, Brother. If we fall, we fall together.

I plan to return at first light — Should the sun rise without me, send aid.

Berhtolf, Firstborn of the Dimwealds

Firstborn Folly

My brother's always been the insolent sort. Right of the firstborn, he'd claim as he dove headfirst into battle. This Hollow Hall taunts him, and emboldened by his entourage, I fear he's to rebuke its mockery.

Alas, he's chosen to drag himself and his troops into the shadowed caverns... while I'm left to await his return with bated breath.

I've gathered my men; rowdy sorts with a dire need for coins in their pockets. Their loyalty is paid for, but there's no telling how the dungeons may test this bond.

There's no time to waste. Berhtolf may already be held at a sword's edge, or buried beneath ice and rubble.

Every minute counts.

Lando Dimweald

Cracks In The Ice

Every deep breath we take stains the frigid air in a shimmering dust.

The sound of cracking follows us wherever we set foot. Visions of misery and loss send a chill down my spine. Each step forward is akin to leaping into ruin, and yet, we press on.

Berhtolf may still be holding out, awaiting our aid, somewhere behind the waves of foes and the crystal confines. Or he might be long gone.

My one assurance is that we're on the right track. Footprints and bones mark the path of those who tread here before us. I pray that the fractures in the ice ahead do not lead us astray.

Lando Dimweald

No Help Coming

No help has arrived

Without it, we are defenseless

There are too many of them, but we can't retreat

Scout says the passage collapsed

No way out

Only forward, into the trap... the maw of the beast

Lando, forgive me

I never meant for things to end this way

Berhtolf