Entry 1:
Date: Unknown
The river has grown treacherous, the current swift and unpredictable. We have lost control of the vessel and are being swept towards the Mournlands. The fog thickens, obscuring our path. I fear for the safety of my crew. A strange, unnatural chill has settled over the river, and I sense something evil lurking beneath the surface.
Entry 2:
Date: Unknown
We have managed to beach the vessel, but the damage is severe. The hull is breached, and water seeps in. The crew is injured, but they are determined to survive. We have found shelter in a nearby cave, but I fear it is only a temporary respite. I have a terrible feeling that we are not alone.
Entry 3:
Date: Unknown
One by one, they have fallen. The creature of the deep has claimed them, dragging them beneath the surface. I am alone now, surrounded by the dead. The river whispers to me, a haunting melody that fills me with dread. I know my end is near, but I will not succumb to fear. I will fight this evil, even if it means sacrificing my own life. May the flame guide me!