Bloodstained Journal

Is this the end? An orc named Bashen came again. Now I'm left with only three fingers. Even my name, these very letters I write, is barely legible.

There is a legend that goes, the one bound by blood shall rule through strength. I was a fool to believe the legend of the bloody seal could control the Gorehammer Tribe. All it did was feed their hunger for more blood.

There is no redemption beyond the fog. My passion for discovery has vanished into my own flesh.

Whoever finds this journal... I beg you, bury the seal. Never seek it again. Only doom awaits if it falls into Bashen's hands.

It seems...neither my name nor my blood shall be remembered...