Earlwake No More

Yer looking for the Earlwake Estate? Don't make me laugh, that wretched place is nothing but a memory, burned to the ground years ago, and all my dreams and hopes with it. What ya see before ya is all that's left of the Earlwake name - this pathetic, worthless pile of failures.

<A guttural burp escapes him and vomit follows suit, dripping unto his already dirty shirt.>

We lost everything, everything! They looted our treasury and murdered anyone inside the house. Even... even my beloved Georgina... Seeing her lie there, lifeless... the diamond necklace I stole for her, still shining... That beast, that orc ripped it from her - I may be blind but I can still see it... in my head! How he laughed and worshipped his warchief, that Doomhammer! I will never forget that monster, ever! Had it been me, I would've slaughtered them all, not put them into camps!

Whatever ya want from me, I don't have it, stop asking me questions! Piss off and leave me be!

<The search seems hopeless, surely this journal will not yield anything either.>