Sunday November 16, Near White Falls
					Our deepest fears have been realized.  Soulblighter has found The Summoner and
					through him has unleashed the Myrkridia on the world.  They are nightmare made
					flesh.  Even men hardened by combat cowered in miserable terror at first sight of
					them.
					
					We suffered appalling losses getting his majesty safely onboard the Vigilance. 
					Not a single man from the outer guard made it to the ship.  By the time we were
					safely away, the dock was so thick with Soulless you could hardly discern where
					one ended and the next began.  We fell silent as their ranks parted to make room
					for a grotesque crone who hurled obscenities more vicious than any poisoned barb.
					
					Upon seeing her, the King turned to us and said, "Shiver is a formidable
					opponent, and it is unlikely that she will fall for the same trick twice."
					
					I believe I have read of this in the journal.  Shiver was defeated at Madrigal by
					her own vanity, thanks to advice given by the still living head of one of the
					Fallen Lords' old enemies.  I wonder where the head is now; we could certainly
					use the help.
					
					We made haste toward Tandem, our rallying point.  Tandem is the cornerstone of
					the free cities of the North, and the key to Tandem is White Falls.  So we will
					sail up the Meander and secure the fortress there.
					
					We cannot allow Shiver to cross the Meander.  Doing so would mean the destruction
					of Tandem, and no one will remain to stand against the Dark.