So long. It has been what feels like many ages since I added to this journal. I have influenced the laws of fate, chance, even extracted some consolation from the realm of death. But not the consolation I need. I must find the knife. All I have to go on is that it's small and not overly remarkable. My looters have recovered a large amount of admittedly interesting artefacts. But the knife may finally bring me within reach of my love. 

- Excerpt from an ancient manuscript. Language: unknown