Recording Diary, entry 3: Being Sick

Howdy guys, so a few days ago I got up terribly sick, probably because of the change of seasons and such. Why the heck I'm talking about this? Well, because I wasn't in the mood to record anything.

Recording Diary, entry 2: That Bad Moment...

Howdy guys, I think it's time for some more news regarding the infidel activities of which came to be (blah blah blah...) the one most despised healing process in the land beyond Satan's Sea.

Lore, entry 6: The Inner Maelström

"My grandest weapon of destruction whose place of solace lies in Satan's Sea, behold the Inner Maelström! No damned Ghostship will cross the Narrow North while the Maelström breaks the balance of beings!" -Father Day, upon the creation of the Inner Maelström.

Lore, entry 5: Aftermath (Part II)

"Does she understand it?" "What is she doing?" "Where is she from?" "What does she hide from us?" -among the most common questions of the Wildred after Lady Night began reading the markings...

Lore, entry 4: Aftermath (Part I)

"This is far beyond that which I could ever hope to see. Why, beauty and hope haven't left us to rot still, it is more than I thought I could ever believe. The gift of vision is a blessed one, which nobody is to tell whether I will be of enough luck to enjoy it once more in the future to come..." -Lady Night thinking to herself...

Lore, entry 3: The Necropolis

"Should ever shall we be pushed into the grave of despair, we shall not vanish alone, for our beloved treasure will follow us to the darkest abyss..." -Lord Paleskin of the Necropolis

Lore, entry 2: The Revolt of Lady Night

"Already too much have I shared the pain of all. I cannot bear the lack of motion I grant them which completes their suffering. No, these moments are marked with magic. Magic that shall be the harbinger of solemn change and of grotesque hope..." -Lady Night, the Great Wielder of Suffering