Dirty Travel Log

Only the last page is readable. "…left me behind. I begged them to stay. Rismel doesn't care — Nethys has turned the dark face to him, so the cleric is lost to us. Bryt promised to come back, but it's been a long time since he left, and he hasn't showed up yet. I just hope the paladin survived and managed to save himself, at least. These are the last words of my log. The wound is festering, some yellow stuff oozes from it. I couldn't climb the rock and reach the ruins. Guess now I won't be able even to stand: my skin burns and I barely can breathe. I'll die on this cursed island. And no one will ever know where I've spent my last hours. left alone, but I'm not alone. damned lights in the underbrush. they are closer now. i'm not delirious. they came for my death. lights watch want my pain erastil take my soul"