Untitled short writing., Pieces from separate journals. Options

[LeTren Thundakk]

[Five torn pages from journals were found amid four bodies found by a patrolman. They appeared to be relatively fresh kills. Each page was written with a different handwriting, no absolute verification of which belonged to each of the slain. A fifth account was written, however, and the message makes it clear the killer wrote the final page.]


Morndas the 17th:

We haven’t found the ruin we were sent to find, but we did fall upon quite a large amount of treasure in a previous ‘dead-end’. A great amount, but not enough to call off our search for our employer. The others aren’t thinking about the pay-off. They think they have enough now and they want to go home. They don’t see what I see: the bigger picture. Our employer thought enough of employing a group to find his treasure, it must be worth a LOT!

[Tirdas and Middas’s entries are stained in blood.]

Turdas the 20th:

We’ve finally cleared the ruin of wildlife and found the stuff. The items he described are all here; a golden cup studded in diamonds, a blue gem the size of my head, and a dagger with ancient writing etched on it. This is our payday! I can’t wait to receive my reward!

Fredas the 21st:

I think we made a mistake. Someone or something in that ruin may be following us. I’ve heard a voice when the others were asleep last night, but they don’t believe me! I hope nothing goes wrong.


Tirdas the 18th:

That thickheaded jerk thinks we should continue. CONTINUE! I can’t believe it. We have enough treasure, it seems, to retire. I guess he’s right, though. No sense in letting any treasure get claimed by another group.

Middas the 19th:

We’ve found another ruin, and the plan is to start the search in the morning. I can almost feel the reward we’ll receive!

[No entry for Turdas was written, oddly.]

Fredas the 21st:

That genius leader of ours may be trying to prank us. He says he hears a voice. Bah, scare tactics, I don’t know what he’s planning, but he won’t be getting any of my share!


Sundas the 16th:

We found treasure! Not the one we were looking for, but treasure nonetheless. I’m hoping we won’t have to look for what we were paid to find, but then again, I could always use new furnishings for my house.

[All further entries are stained in blood except for a note seemingly written when the writer was dying.]

we were go


Tirdas the 18th:

I can’t wait to find our employer’s stuff. I wonder what it’s doing in an ancient ruin though. I would ask, but that might get me lesser payoff, so I’ll just keep to wondering.

Middas the 19th:

We found the place, finally. Tomorrow we’ll search it and be back in town by Loredas.

[Turdas and most of Fredas’s entry were covered in blood.]

voice. I hope he’s kidding, otherwise, that’s too creepy for me.



Oh, if only I could be stopped, if only. Too bad I can’t. If only my work could be finished, if only. Too bad it can’t. I write this as a note to any who find it, I can’t be stopped until my work is done. I will last forever and work forever. I AM forever. If only I could go back and stop myself from giving my life away to his cause. Too bad I can’t. I am forever.

This post has been edited by LeTren Thundakk: Jun 5 2008, 07:59 PM