[OOM] Argh.
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fluffiest_archadianReport NN(T1)8, Lieutenant Sherral Maduin, 10/8/704OV.
Seventh Day Post-Midlight Shard Activation.
I have started to bleed intermittently from nose and mouth, and there is a patch of discolouration on my skin. As of yet, the nausea does not prevent me from doing my duties. We have medicine, but not enough to provide ample supply for everyone – I have taken the bare minimum needed to keep my symptoms in check enough to continue doing my duty. If we return to the fleet, they will be able to provide full treatment.
From the early morning onwards we started encountering small groups of the dead, and a few Nabradian war machines still functioning, gone haywire from the Mist. They were few and far apart at first, but as the day wore on we encountered them more and more frequently. By the onset of evening, there was one skirmish approximately every fifteen minutes.
By the time we stopped to rest, we were all exhausted, and those of us who were ill had found our symptoms to be worsening. I retained my policy of taking only the bare minimum of medicine – we are nearly running out of medical supplies, and we are not far from the edge of the city and the Salikawood.
Thankfully,Kara Lieutenant Tellurin is healthy. She is one of the few medics we have, especially with Snuffles' antagonistic behaviour, and it would be unfortunate if she were compromised.
Our numbers remain eight, having not lost anyone today.
Report NN(T1)9, Lieutenant Sherral Maduin, 11/8/704OV.
Eighth Day Post-Midlight Shard Activation.
We reached the Nabreus Bridge and our only path out of the city and into the Salikawood, a much safer area for us. We were not expecting to find what we did: An army of the dead, larger even than the one we encountered at the Verdpale Palace, arrayed in our path, with more arriving with every moment. In times past, Nabudis' criminals would dump their victims into the Nabreus Lake, and now the Mist has animated their remains.
Presiding over the army was a (possibly the) banshee, its force of will holding the army to coherence and blocking our path. The battle was bloody and hard fought. I received a wound to my face and another to my leg, among smaller injuries. Other casualties were more severe – three soldiers died in the early stages of the battle, torn apart by the dead. All seemed lost when the banshee began to scream, and we felt our sense of self begin to slip away.
It was Judge Zecht who saved us. He tossed the Midlight Shard to me and then, using a powerful Mist attack, he cleared us a path. Kara, Snuffles and I made for the bridge, with myself and Snuffles carrying a soldier too injured to walk. Zecht destroyed the bridge behind us, trapping himself in the city to hold back the army from pursuit.
Our numbers are now only four, but we have reached the Salikawood, and the worst has passed. Still, we will be lucky if any of us make it to the Phon Coast and a potential rescue.
Seventh Day Post-Midlight Shard Activation.
I have started to bleed intermittently from nose and mouth, and there is a patch of discolouration on my skin. As of yet, the nausea does not prevent me from doing my duties. We have medicine, but not enough to provide ample supply for everyone – I have taken the bare minimum needed to keep my symptoms in check enough to continue doing my duty. If we return to the fleet, they will be able to provide full treatment.
From the early morning onwards we started encountering small groups of the dead, and a few Nabradian war machines still functioning, gone haywire from the Mist. They were few and far apart at first, but as the day wore on we encountered them more and more frequently. By the onset of evening, there was one skirmish approximately every fifteen minutes.
By the time we stopped to rest, we were all exhausted, and those of us who were ill had found our symptoms to be worsening. I retained my policy of taking only the bare minimum of medicine – we are nearly running out of medical supplies, and we are not far from the edge of the city and the Salikawood.
Thankfully,
Our numbers remain eight, having not lost anyone today.
Report NN(T1)9, Lieutenant Sherral Maduin, 11/8/704OV.
Eighth Day Post-Midlight Shard Activation.
We reached the Nabreus Bridge and our only path out of the city and into the Salikawood, a much safer area for us. We were not expecting to find what we did: An army of the dead, larger even than the one we encountered at the Verdpale Palace, arrayed in our path, with more arriving with every moment. In times past, Nabudis' criminals would dump their victims into the Nabreus Lake, and now the Mist has animated their remains.
Presiding over the army was a (possibly the) banshee, its force of will holding the army to coherence and blocking our path. The battle was bloody and hard fought. I received a wound to my face and another to my leg, among smaller injuries. Other casualties were more severe – three soldiers died in the early stages of the battle, torn apart by the dead. All seemed lost when the banshee began to scream, and we felt our sense of self begin to slip away.
It was Judge Zecht who saved us. He tossed the Midlight Shard to me and then, using a powerful Mist attack, he cleared us a path. Kara, Snuffles and I made for the bridge, with myself and Snuffles carrying a soldier too injured to walk. Zecht destroyed the bridge behind us, trapping himself in the city to hold back the army from pursuit.
Our numbers are now only four, but we have reached the Salikawood, and the worst has passed. Still, we will be lucky if any of us make it to the Phon Coast and a potential rescue.
