My damn squire died. The poor idiot was caught with his pants down and was eviscerated by goddamn vampire spawn.

Vampires. I thought they were Rogalian propaganda. I thought that it was a joke. What a fool I have been to ignore the warnings.

If I had known better I could have perhaps prepared him better, set up the company better.

A mistake I intend to rectify. He’s buried now. I had such hopes for him. What a waste.