16 September, Year of the Betrayer(Officially the year of Galainir)
The serenity of the mountains here in Garheim has been shattered today. I thought that the turmoil we heard of at the coronation may not reach as far as Darkstar Keep. Ancestral home of my family, the refuge where I planned to raise my family as well, now in the hands of those brigands from the Magic Isles. The turmoil in my heart is the hardest to bear. With many of my countrymen imprisoned at the capital, I had hoped to hold out and remain steadfast here at Darkstar Keep. Today that all changed….
It was with a whimper that the keep fell. Well, that and the roar of a dragon. Those bastards from across the sea came with a dragon and threatened the lives of all those under my care. The choice was not really that hard once I knew that my people would perish if I made the wrong choice. I was able to broker their freedom as long as I gave the keep in full to the usurpers. Now, I will lead the people into the mountains and we will have to work together to survive through the coming winter. I was able to get out several barrels of grain to help feed us, however we will need to be resourceful and conservative in order to make the food last.
The only thing that seems to keep me going right now is the thought of our return. I made sure to take advantage of the secret passages in the keep to hide what is most valuable to us. And now, I will bide my time and count the days until I can reclaim what is mine…