Excerpts from the Journal of Hrogar

I’m…still in a state of shock, I suppose. I haven’t fully come to terms with the death of Ryan. One second, we were all fighting, and the next, both our adversary and our leader were dead.

I’ve been distracting myself with thoughts of being able to resurrect him, although such issues tend to be sensitive, having much to do with the subjects personal beliefs on the afterlife. Still, if he doesn’t want to be resurrected, the spell will simply fail.

Nonetheless, I suspect that for the remainder of our time in this labyrinth, I will continue to distract myself from the pain by focusing on the mission. There will be time for mourning and contemplation later.

For now, I simply want whatever has been conjuring these monsters to pay for what it has done.