Aimee Brenoch's Journal - 2nd Entry
Something horrible has happened in the city.
Just this morning, our farm was overrun by people, dozens of them. They were fleeing Malmouth, some running, some barely able to walk. They all looked terrified, and they where mumbling about wretched things happening in the city. A number of them kept going on about missing family members or people being taken from their homes in the night. I don't know what to believe but it all sounds terrifying.
I tried my best to help as many as I could, but there were just so many and I am stricken with dread. Eral left yesterday for his weekly trip to the city for supplies. He should have been back this morning but there's no sign of him. I pray to the gods that he hasn't gotten tangled up in whatever is happening in there.
If I don't hear form hin by morning, I will go to the city to find him. It'll be a different journey with our little angel on the way but I can't go on thinking Eral might need my help