Forriam Diary

28 Veltom

I have begun this journal to warn any who may come to this village after we pass. This village called Forriam is controlled by a Horror known to us only as its worshippers call it. They have given it the honorific of "Supreme Creator". It is a form of solid blackness - nearly invisible in the evening when it comes. It always comes back with those it carries off - drained, lifeless hulls of the once hardy farmers.

They, or rather, it came eight nights ago. A dozen of our strongest and bravest had mysteriously fallen ill that day. While we beseeched Garlen for aid, none of them slipped from their sleep into wakefulness until just before the entity hour. Then, as one, they rose and killed many of the stronger villagers. Others just disappeared.

In the morning, when the living awoke, each family had lost the head of their family. The twelve that were Horror-possessed stood on top of our village's strong wall, making our defenses our prison. Unamo, or rather, the thing that was once Unamo spoke to me, its thoughts cold and its spirit shrivelled. To attempt escape would result in a fate worse than the death we were to await.

29 Veltom

Shalif, Tarmin the Invincible, precious little Amil, and the other four missing villagers were returned today. The thing's followers placed their dead, shrivelled bodies back sitting at their family tables, forbidding us to move them. Gnarled old Janos forbid them, and was quickly dragged off.

30 Veltom

Janos returned today - dead and shrivelled. Several of the families attempted to break out of the main gate. Suddenly, a black shape rose out from behind the gate. I (several houses away) heard thousands of voices screaming in a pitiful wail; so long as the voices screamed, only the possessed servitors could move. The entire village watched as each of the desperate escapees was carried to the thing, and absorbed. I could swear each thim it was done, I heard a new, familiar voice added to the horrible screaming sounds.

2 Charassa

They announced today that "Supreme Creator" will be taking one lucky villager a day until its needs were met. It spent nearly two hours by the Manor Hall today. Thankfully, it was silent, but still no villagers dared even glance outside so long as its scratching was heard. When it was gone, we all went to see what it had done. It has begun to mark all its kills. Thirty-seven so far.

5 Charassa

Early this morning, my dear beloved returned to me. She sits across the table from me, mocking life with that horrid, shrivelled grin. I wonder if I can remain sane much longer. "Supreme Creator" took half an hour to carve the line for my wife. It seemed to enjoy its work.

12 Charassa

I have decided to keep my journal safe at all times. I have asked my wife to keep it safely hidden on her person. She has promised me that she would not lose it. Only twenty of us have not been Chosen by the Supreme Creator yet.

14 Charassa

I woke early to watch the Supreme Creator fly from the west - where the Kaer of Life that Birthed All is rumored to exist. May I be the next chosen to be honored...