Found in Kelleher Farmstead That gruff, tired-looking man who guards the Watchtower is different with me. He has seen so much death, so many adventurers wash upon his shores only to lose their minds and lives fighting off Drowned. Battleworn as he is, Reese always has a smile for me. I find myself longing to…
Read More Page 2: He’s Different With MeFound in Kelleher Farmstead Something is different about Jennifer. She has never been eager to peddle our pumpkins at the settlement before, calling the trek there twice as boring as it is dangerous. Now she practically jumps at the opportunity to sell our wares. Her father suspects nothing, but a mother knows. Something has happened…
Read More Page 1: SuspicionsFound in Daybreak Borough Dear Min, The defenders have fallen. After so many deaths we have lost our once-proud town guards to chittering madness or desertion. The Withered horde from the Kelleher Farmstead was too strong; first in a manageable trickle of shambling flesh, but now, flowing like a heavy stream of rot and decay.…
Read More Page 2: Daybreak FallsFound in Daybreak Borough Dear Min, The herb fields are flourishing. We have carved a little slice of paradise out for ourselves here in Daybreak Borough. We have relative peace. Though, truth be told, the pirates to the south do accost us on occasion if we venture too close to their territory. Recent news of…
Read More Page 1: Dawn in DaybreakSkeletons Walk Again It brings me an odd peace to walk the Ancient ruins of Aeternum. At least it did before the Night of the Blue Flames. That’s what the citizens have been calling last night, the awakening of the skeletons that now guard the Ancient ruins. Blue flames went up all over the island…
Read More Page 3: Clark’s AccountA land of many settlements centered on a Shattered Obelisk suspended in time
Read More Book: Tales of EverfallWoken in the Night I am not the sort to write down what I see, for one day on Aeternum is as strange as the next, but last night compelled me to put quill to parchment. Outside of my window was a blue glow, unmistakably the blue of azoth. It shone in and pressed itself…
Read More Page 2: A Citizen’s Account