Date Unknown, Llancarfan.
After but a day's rest following our defense of Bagrada against the Dark, we headed for Llancarfan.
What we saw can only be described as shocking, both to the Heron Guards and myself.
For the first time since Clovis founded the Cath Bruig, Llancarfan has fallen to an enemy.
Not even Moagim and the Myrkridia were able to take the city in the Wind Age, now nothing but ruins lie where the once mighty city had stood.
The effect this has had on the Heron Guards with me, can not be overstated. They believe that they have failed their Emperor, and that if they had been here when Balor assaulted the city, it would not have fallen.
Eight Pride Stalking noticed my puzzlement as most the Heron Guards tore the gold tiles from the palace walls and has explained it to me. "We are unworthy of being called Heron Guards." he said. "We have failed the Emperor, and the people of the Cath Bruig."
He also said that they will lay down their swords and armor, becoming wandering healers to atone for their failure.
I am worried for the safety of the Province.
But I can do nothing about that now.
We now head south towards Ileum, home of the great citadel of the Avatara. It saddens me to destroy the place where I was initiated into the ranks of the Avatara, but surely Balor will seek it out and we can not let him augment his powers any further.