18th February, 1632
Last night, we failed to catch the warwoolf, though both Rupert and I sighted it. Rupert opened fire on it, but was unable to stop the daemonic beast, which fled into the woods. I am beginning to take a liking to this mercenary; he certainly seems pure of heart, and is valuable to have in a fight as well.
We tracked the warwoolf, but its pawprints were erased by light rain, no doubt conjured by the foul beast. Rupert and I have arrested five likely suspects, based on our own observations, the locations we saw the warwoolf at, and the villager's claims.
We tracked the warwoolf, but its pawprints were erased by light rain, no doubt conjured by the foul beast. Rupert and I have arrested five likely suspects, based on our own observations, the locations we saw the warwoolf at, and the villager's claims.
"At once a man, yet not a man,
Beast hidden away within
The shape-shifter is forever damned,
Carrying their eternal sin."
Beast hidden away within
The shape-shifter is forever damned,
Carrying their eternal sin."
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