Day 4

My sleep was troubled by dreams of a giant with two blazing eyes. One of which was a bright orange like a smith's forge and the other one a dark and hateful red. Wherever his gaze fell all that he looked upon withered and died. I fear to write this blasphemy down but my oath to truth compels me to. On the giants brow was the symbol of Suravi themself¹.

After a fine breakfast laid out by our host well set out. In spite of the good cheer of my companions I felt as it there was a shadow upon my souls. Only Sem-buk seemed to notice my mood but he kept his own council.

We ate lunch in the shade of an ancient mound, probably some sort of fortification. I found I could not sleep so whilst my companions did I decided to walk to the top of the mound and perhaps use the vantage point to scout ahead some. When I reached the top of the mound I found the view to be most beautiful; I could just make out the mountains that were our destination. Distracted by the view I stumbled and fell to my knees. I looked for what I had tripped on and found a large slab of stone which seemed to have been carved by Sevai hands. I cleaned it up and found it was covered in a very archaic form of writing which I could not translate I have made a copy in hopes that one of my colleagues will be able to.

I am in the happy position of having access to resources my predecessor did not and can provide you with a translation of the text that Sol Abednego transcribed- “This stone was laid by the Great King Adil in remembrance of the great exodus from the false utopia of the four brothers”

I would have been most intrigued at the reaction of Sol Abednego's peers to this. Considering how he feared they would react to his later discoveries it is probably best they never did get to see it.

The others were stirring as I came down the mound and I told them of my discovery and led them up to have a quick look. I found my mood greatly lightened by this and set out in much better humour than I had this morning.

As we were setting up camp for the night we were blessed with the sight of a tear of Akantarak² which led to a discussion of omens between Sem-buk and Govinda.

1 I find it interesting that he uses the term themself instead of themselves which implies an understanding of his dual nature which would lead to the madness as foreseen in this dream I feel Fates hand in this; which raises questions as he was not worshipped by the Sevai..

2I assume this to be a shooting star