Arcana’s Journal
Entry 1
Tuesday, March the 12th, 24 A.T.F
It’s been a week now since they started chasing me and they have started gaining on me. I’ve decided on setting up a teleportation portal but I need it to get me far away from this place and that will take time, time I don’t have. If anyone reads this I blame Tyreal he never did listen to us, he never realised how mortals could be affected by it, he completely forgot about what it did to Leah. Anyway I have to keep moving, I’m hoping I can find a local witch doctor that can help me calibrate the co-ordinates to Westmarch or somewhere in that region.
Entry 2
Thursday, March the 14th, 24 A.T.F
I will keep this short. I found the witch doctor, but so did they. She told me to run, that she would hold them off. That didn’t happen. Why am I scared? I can kill them with a quick flick of the wrist yet I can’t stop running. The only explanation is Diablo they seem to radiate his Terror. I won’t be sleeping tonight.
Entry 3
Saturday, March the 16th, 24 A.T.F
I was close to getting caught on my last journal entry but after a day of only running with short brakes I escaped them. Fortune did favour me yesterday though as I came across a caravan led by a friend I haven’t seen for a year or so now. My father’s apprentice was going home after an assignment and I’m now accompanying him. Hopefully I should be able to get away now that I have a more constant means of travel but I’ve still got a feeling of dread. I’ve talked to Mehtan about the nature of my appearance and he is quite concerned about it. I really wish I wouldn’t have to write out their name but these… Horadrim were a bad idea from the start. Tyreal needed to realise that the first of their order that Tyreal created weren’t going to reflect upon the next he selected. Tyreal needs to get off his throne and show us why he is the aspect of wisdom because all he’s done for us after Diablo was trapped is lead us to worse situations.
He lost my respect when I saw him frightened in the face of terror.
Entry 4
Wednesday, March 20th, 24 A.T.F
(The page has been smudged due to tears only one piece of text is readable)
I can’t believe it; one of my best friends is dead.
Entry 5
Sunday, March 24th, 24 A.T.F
Three weeks I’ve been chased from Ureh to Caldeum but finally I can seek sanctuary. Although this place brings back less favourable memories I know I can be protected here. Not much had happened since my last entry that I didn’t know until now was splotched with my tears; the only thing I was worried about was running. But finally I’m at Caldeum, The Jewel of the East. It lives up to its name I haven’t seen such I beautiful city. I never would of guess the potential here from when I was here last; all I saw was Belials deceit and corruption. I’ve got a meeting with the Emperor in an hour, even though he is a child he doesn’t act like it. For now I must prepare.
Entry 6
Tuesday, March 26th, 24 A.T.F
I’m no longer in Caldeum, after my meeting with the Emperor I had been ‘kindly’ asked to leave. I had told him why I was requesting his assistance but he wouldn’t have any part in it. I understood perfectly, he just wanted to protect his people. Still I’m back to the first position. However the Emperor did have some information for me, apparently the Horadrim was originally part of the Duriel Cult. I have a feeling they want to use my artifact to resurrect him instead of Diablo or one of the other evils. I remember one of the stories my father told me. It was during one of his adventures when he and his fellows had to go chase after the Dark Wanderer later know as Diablo. Duriel was the worst of the lesser evils; he was the cause of the most deaths to the party of combatants. If Duriel was given the amount of power the Diablo had when he became the Prime Evil I doubt there would be anything else other than pain. Duriel is known as the Prince of Pain but I have heard that he has been recently been called the Maggot King, dumb title if you ask me. People probably think that calling him that is a way to joke about him; I mean who would think maggots are than powerful, hah that is anything but true. If this cult does exist and they are using the Horadrim to track me then I must make haste to Kurast if I value my life.
Tyreal if you are alive after this I will personally see that you don’t come back to Sanctuary.
Entry 7
Thursday, March 28th, 24 A.T.F
I’m a fool. I thought I would find salvation at Kurast. All I’ve done is lead them into a worse situation. The Horadrim have already arrived and from where I am I can see most of the area is in flame. I remember from the stories father told me that this place was once a great and vibrant jungle. The place was able to recover after Mephisto’s attack, but now I can say that the whole jungle must have been set ablaze. It seems that that the Horadrim have left but I can’t be certain. However I have a duty and I will go to the capital city of Kurast to see if I can provide assistance.
Virgil laid down the journal. He had been tracking his daughter with one of her old companions who had asked for his assistance. Apparently Arcana was discovered stealing an important artifact. He didn’t know how his daughter could have been seen but then again she was no assassin. Virgil and Arcana’s friend Sashandra or Sasha had been traveling from Ureh to Caldeum where they gained an audience with the Emperor. What he told him shocked Virgil; Sasha had made a plan with Arcarna to steal the Black Soulstone from Tyreal and it protectors, the Horadrim. At first Virgil was furious but when he heard the reason behind it he calmed down. The reason was valid, everyone knew how easily the Soulstone corrupt the weak. With all the prime evils sealed within it he doubted the Horadrim would last a month. The Emperor showed them that Arcarna travelled to Kurast and so they followed. Virgil had been to Kurast on his way to destroy Mephisto with 3 other allies. The jungle looked bad then but now it was all but annihilated. There was nothing left in the area just a huge expanse of ash filled land with the odd broken down ruin scattered around. They had found the journal of his daughter in one of the more preserved temples that was obviously the last stand for Kurast. Nothing made sense there were a few bodies found inside but none of them resembled Arcana's. He looked back at the book and casted various spells on it looking for enchantments that could reveal hidden messages. He found one when he remembered the first spell that Arcana developed. It was a curse weirdly, but she had made it so that only she and her father could exploit it.
Slowly words began to form in a purple ink.
Entry 8
Thursday, April 4th, 24 A.T.F
I know only you can read this dad so I will direct this to you only. Helping Kurast was a bad idea, they set up a trap but I did manage to find some of the last survivors we managed to hold them off for the week but now they have gotten in I’m watching it now actually. Fighting as well as writing has been fun; I’m probably going to be the only wizard to do it. My portal is nearly done I just need another minute or to find my destination. You know how my teleportation spells work so I’ll need you to recreate it, just use the remnants of the spell to begin making it. Can’t be too hard right? I think I may have to skip the co-ordinates on the portal there just isn’t enough time.
I love you.
“Sasha we have work to do” was the only words he spoke until he was lost to concentration.