From the personal journal of Brother Umberto
- June 8th
It is the peak of summer, but it remains cold, and crops wither in the field. It seems every week, we awaken one morning to find another of the townsfolk has fallen Lost. Despite my misgivings, I've come to accept the only solution is ...
Hopeless Summer Страница From the personal journal of Brother Umberto - в базе данных New World Guide of Lore
- June 8th
It is the peak of summer, but it remains cold, and crops wither in the field. It seems every week, we awaken one morning to find another of the townsfolk has fallen Lost. Despite my misgivings, I've come to accept the only solution is to bury them. Strange that it may be to see graveyards on Aeternum, my greater concern is that they will soon be widespread.
-Umberto