Captain's Journal

​"Hold the chamber to your last breath." These were the words of the Ancient one, before he entered with a handful of our best warriors. It was the first time I'd seen one of his kind, and I expect it will be the last. His face is burned in my mind. My life, and those of my remaining soldiers, are pledged to this sacred duty. ​ - Captain Arkwright

​The raiders have besieged us these past two days, attacking from the bridge. Their eyes... such madness... We have withheld so far, but only just.

​We may not survive the next assault. I've ordered to rig the pass with our last munitions. If those Scavengers return, WE ARE PREPARED.

​ - Captain Arkwright

​We are hungry. We had to destroy the bridge - and with it our connection to supplies. But it worked: we haven't seen any more "Scavengers". The Cinder Vault - and those within it - are safe, and should remain so.

​If we are to avoid starvation in Yearfall, we may have to take our chances in the horrible Shroud. Either choice is certain death...

​Perhaps my men are right. In whispered words, they speak of the end times - of an end to the Dawn Age, the empire of man... But we must stand tall. There's no way but forward. ​ - Captain Arkwright