Alturiak 19, 1492 DR – Gravedigger

It’s been a week since he ran. I tried to follow, to chase him down, but I couldn’t catch him. I am almost done with the graves. 37 graves I have dug, one for each charge and each guard. All except for Myron. I wish you were here. I know you couldn’t bring him back for me, not really, but I never thanked him. He gave his life for mine, and I never told him how much he meant to me. I will lay him to rest tonight, here beside the side of the road, where he can watch over this caravan even in his afterlife. May they all find a better lot in their next life.