Final Journal Entries

13/7/890 We are safe here. The gate is closed, and we have plenty of supplies. May these walls guard us against the plague as they guard against all harm.

29/12/892 Damn it! Illness has taken hold of some of the castle servants. Saerbhreathach and I are treating them in a cordoned section of the church, together with Nevyn. Agonis teaches that "true nobility lies in bearing the pain of others alongside them", and thus I must pay for these servants' carelessness.

16/2/893 Healer of all ailments and embracer of the broken, the ever-enduring saint of scars who watches over the suffering; I would give myself in martyrdom for my house to survive.
Please.

2/3/893 Peadaran, Maine, Lomán, and Bricín are dead. Father, Ruaidhri and Éibhear are gravely ill. I believe I have been infected as well. I have lost hope.

10/3/893

Ravens flock;
Forests whisper;
Death comes;
Life continues.