[Voice/Video]

[ochluckycharms]

[An unmarked video recording clicks on abruptly, very unlike the snapshots the regular journals take; the bottom corner of a stone altar rusted red fades into view. The light is dim, and irregular, easily identifiable as firelight. A flash of white passes in front of the view; sandaled feet scrape against stone and sand. Another flash of white

Comments

[once_knighted]

...

[Slowly closing the journal now. It's not like there's anything he could say that'd help the situation as it is.]

[inabook]

[once_knighted]

[Glance. ... Oh great. Why, why couldn't she have been doing anything else while this was going on?

Time to try relaxing the situation. Panicking with Estelle does nothing for anyone.]

... Those must've been the "intruders" we were told about.

[inabook]

[once_knighted]

... [Standing up from his bed now.] ... It's too late for that, Estelle. There's nothing we can do.

[inabook]

[once_knighted]

[Sigh. He doesn't want to shut her down nastily, but he knows for certain that -- even if Jacob were still alive right now -- he wouldn't be by time they find him.]

It takes days to get out there. Even if we left right now, there's no way we'd make it to him in time.

[inabook]

[once_knighted]

... I don't know. I doubt we'll be told any time soon, either.