Rest days allow me to reflect on the mystery of the wendigos. The memory of their human-like eyes haunts my thoughts and serves as a constant reminder of the darkness that resides at the heart of Charming's woodland. While Shiloah and Erwein sleep peacefully, I spend my nights delving into the secrets surrounding these monsters.
I sift through ancient books, read cryptic scrolls, and review the few obscure references that hint at the wendigos' origins. Each piece of evidence I uncover adds to the bleak picture, showing a web of dark rituals and curses that has resulted in the emergence of these cursed beings. However, the exact cause of their ailment remains unknown.
One night, an overpowering impulse compels me to enter the kingdom's well-guarded library. I know that the answers I seek—
