Journal of Aventus Phrelitus

Journal of Captain Aventus Phrelitus

[Most pages are fragile and stuck together. One of the intact entries says:]

Morning of 3e [illegible]. Departing from Old Ebonheart with supplies for Fort Firemoth. The weather is fair and spirits high.

Among the routine cargo of rations and materials, a few requests of note. A number of Dwemer artifacts, as well as two racks of wine.

I trust my crew to handle their responsibilities, but the fragility of the cargo raises doubts in me personally.

[The last entry says:]

Firemoth is under attack. Undead emerge from all sides. We are evacuating the personnel. A dozen of legionnaires and some civilians. Many people still remain in the fort.

I hear explosions. Fortifications crumble like sand castles. Many soldiers are still fighting. I had to make a choice and depart with at least someone on board. I could not wait for everyone, lest the undead would sink the ship. The weather is cursed.

We will come back with reinforcements and save the rest, I promise to [illegible]!