Sunset in a new city, time to patrol and stretch my legs. I’ve been working my way through some of the documents in town hall, but I can only take so much of it at once; paperwork’s not really my style. We’ll see what’s in there, after so long, but I’m hopeful.
Cradle’s a pretty little town, now that it’s not completely crawling with undead- Alcadizzar’s been insistent about setting up a shrine to Rhollor in the empty church, and lord knows we used enough flame in the retaking of the city for it to be appropriate. I'm glad- something should go there: a town without faith is a town without a heart, and an empty church is a sad sight. People need something to believe in, in a place like this.
Yera’s got her heart set on a library, she can use one of the houses, or maybe we’ll put it in city hall. And I think Runt wanted to set up a forge so we can repair our weapons when out of town, which will allow us to range further East. Maybe once everything’s set up Cradle will feel less…strange.
There’s so many empty rooms. So many people used to live here, and none of them are left.
(there was one, but he had been driven mad with grief. I can't help but wonder if we could have saved him)
There are a few wandering bands of undead left, but I've been glad of it- gives me something to do while I think too much.
I’m increasingly haunted by what happened to these people, when the Edict came. Why weren’t they called back earlier? They were so close to safety, and then their country left them trapped for five hundred years. There are almost certainly more people out there, more of our people, left behind. We have to help them, if we can. If they’ll let us.
I need more information. Everything's so piecemeal out here, it's hard to get a real picture of what happened. But one line of questions keeps coming back to me:
What horror was coming, that something as drastic as the Edict had to happen? What did the Horde have planned? And…is it still out there?