Upon your defeat of the 1st
shard of Karavakos, you see a white mist rise from his body and speed away
towards the stairs. Amongst his books,
you find a series of books that appear to be diaries. After some figuring, you think you have
arranged them in order of this shard’s earliest days here to more recent
entries and what you find is…disturbing.
The early entries are filled with
guilt, and loss, and pain, and heartbreak over the loss of Vyrellis…over the
countless conquered slain, but it is his suffering at the death of his lover
that touches you. The pages are stained
with ink, tears and…is that dried blood?
It was clear that this shard contained whatever part of Karavakos that
was still good, and loving.
As the pages turn you can see that
love and compassion slowly fade into paranoia, memory loss, and obsessive behavior. Vyrellis is mentioned less and less and
instead the pages are filled with mention of new creatures arriving in “my
domain”. There are entries concerning
his battles with these new arrivals, all ending in his victory. For a time, his new conquest was to be the “lord
of this prison”. However, after a time,
he either grew tired or his memory loss began to drain his desire for the empty
victories against creatures that kept “returning”, as Karavakos put it. The comments of “Didn’t I kill this one
before?” and “he seems familiar to me” are seen many times throughout the pages
of the diaries.
You also see entries about “new
friends who talk with no mouths” and “friends that never cease asking questions
about any and every topic”. “They speak
in my mind and never let me rest…INSANITY!” is the last coherent diary entry
you read.
From this point on, the diaries are
filled with inane babble, but you do see many short, almost out bursts, that
have to do with sequestering himself in his hermatige. There are entries about “another lock…must
put another ward on the door. There’s
someone knocking. Must put another trap
on the door.”
It is clear that, in the end, his
mind was gone and his only concern was talking to his “friends” and
communicating with the “one eyed man” as well as more locks….never enough
locks.
Once you have read the diaries, the
head of Vyrellis quietly sobs at the loss of what might have once been the part
of her former lover that was still good and what she loved, so many ages ago.
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