Alistair's Journal, Volume 1

He asks questions, prys, attempts to gain what knowledge my people possess. What he seeks is something ancient, an amulet forged in the heat of molten lava and imbued with sinister black magic, made of Ebony glass as black as night. As to his deeper motivations, I haven’t the faintest of clues. However, it is made clear I cannot remain here much longer, but wherever is there to go?