Thirteenth Entry
This is it. Any meaningful threat that was housed in the courtyard is gone. I, Martha, Damien and the ex-shard merc woman with the knives, Nash is her name, killed what seemed to be the "queen" of these vampires and sealed the courtyard. Now it's time we put down the source of all this madness. An ominous darkness has consumed the hamlet, almost as if the hellish place that is the darkest dungeon is threatening us to stay away.
Not a chance.
I've been here ever since the beginning of this crusade, nearly two years, some pathetic darkness that any skilled illusionist could conjure up isn't about to deter me, or anyone else for that matter. I thought this whole thing would have ended by last year. Well my prediction may have been off but I won't mope around that we didn't win when I wanted us to. Oh no I'll make sure to enjoy the ending to the best of my ability.
An expedition is already being formed. Christian, Mendosa, Yamamoto and that odd person with the pale robes and half face helmet, whose name I still don't know, are about to go in.
Their mission is to assault the abandoned base camp, now overtaken by the horrors of the dungeon, collect objects called "avatars of the flame" that will supposedly be needed later, and destroy the shuffling horror, allowing another team to assault deeper into the dungeon.
Best of luck to them.