Thursday April 23, Lesotho Dam
This morning we met up with a scouting party from the Legion about half a
day's march south of Silvermines. The Deceiver boasted of his victory over
Soulblighter, clutching a mangled crow and claiming to have captured "a part of
the murder", crippling his former ally.
The scouts told us that Alric and nearly three thousand men from the Legion have
come from Muirthemne to face Soulblighter. Unfortunately, they were met by
Shiver and her army in the valley about two hours downstream from the dam. If
the dam were destroyed, the resulting deluge would kill everything in its path
for miles.
Upon hearing this, The Deceiver shook his head, his face twisting in anger. He
moved slowly through the crowd, commanding all those present to defend the dam,
insisting that he would punish those who allowed it to fall. Without another
word, he headed downstream.
I asked one of the Black Robes why The Deceiver had not stayed to help us and he
tersely replied, "he goes to warn the Emperor – moving through odd angles; faster
than any man, and if unobserved, much faster than that".
If we fail and Soulblighter destroys the dam, the Legion will be slaughtered with
no chance to defend itself.