May the light of Eldath illuminate Moat House Gold’s path in this darkest of nights while we travel to Baldur’s Gate with Wulf, Son of Wulf, Son of the Wildness’ tome in hopes of saving countless innocent souls. Even though we were well met by the Dwarven Knight of the Gauntlet, Onthar, darkness still followed us as Edward announced himself to be The Burnt Lich Knight. A name which carried a sinister omen. As Tiamat followers attacked us in the middle of the night Edward’s sudden use of magic is suspicious inflicting the same wounds that scar his own flesh. I often wonder if my own path could have lead me to the same descent into madness as Edward or thirst for revenge as Stebe. Eldath’s light lead me, Erasmuse, to savior and I am determined to bring that light to others adrift soul even if means chasing down the pitch black night.