He lives...
The accounts that follow are taken from the records of one G.L.B. who is now known to have spent an indeterminable amount of time in Chateau de Pierre. The records seem to have been mostly recalled from memory, although there are several scraps of paper with hand-written notes that have been included in the original works. This information is presented for your perusement. -K.M.
The 26th of April, 3:00 am
I am aware of the time, as I can hear the faint shouts of the crier in Monte de Poison through the bars that make the only open portal in my new residence. Other than the quite distant shouting, my new home is quiet. My escort's footsteps were silenced as soon as my door found it's frame. I am quite sure why I have been relocated, but I am sure that there will be plenty of time to tell that tale in the days, weeks, months, or even years I shall be confined here. For now the threadbare blanket on what I assume to be a mattress looks all to inviting. I suppose that I should introduce myself before I drift oft, less I forget my own name. I am (The text here seems to have been scratched out, and we do apologize for this.), and I am a killer.
So ends the transcript of the first night that G.L.B. spent in Chateau de Pierre.
-rav
The 26th of April, 3:00 am
I am aware of the time, as I can hear the faint shouts of the crier in Monte de Poison through the bars that make the only open portal in my new residence. Other than the quite distant shouting, my new home is quiet. My escort's footsteps were silenced as soon as my door found it's frame. I am quite sure why I have been relocated, but I am sure that there will be plenty of time to tell that tale in the days, weeks, months, or even years I shall be confined here. For now the threadbare blanket on what I assume to be a mattress looks all to inviting. I suppose that I should introduce myself before I drift oft, less I forget my own name. I am (The text here seems to have been scratched out, and we do apologize for this.), and I am a killer.
So ends the transcript of the first night that G.L.B. spent in Chateau de Pierre.
-rav