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AABN:  28230
Title: a red leather diary

My name is King Kishnear and in this diary I will explain our folly and the
ultimate doom of our people.

It all began when Melkon, supposedly a high priest of Shadowfax came to us with 
a proposition.

We were at war with a terrible foe at that time, and in truth, we were
losing.

Melkon came to us admitting he was a vampire and if we let him drain us of
some of our blood, he would ensure our victory, and grant us long life so
that are kingdom would again prosper...

He fulfilled his bargain, but like a wish, it was not quite what we had
blindly expected!

We defeated our foe with ease, and we rejoiced! Our society began to
flourish as the old grew young, and age did not mean anything to us!

Soon we began to develop the first symptoms, we started mutating into some
kind of half vampire and half mutant with a strong desire to feed on human
flesh and blood.

Melkon showed us how to build a weather machine and gave us seeds to plant
that in time grew into various blood fruits that would sustain us if we
didn't have flesh or blood to feed upon.

As things grew worse we went to Melkon, and he assured us it would pass...

Well, it didn't and only got worse, more and more of my people started
losing all of their humanity and became more and more zombie-like. Most
lost all ability to talk and walked around in a stupor doing what they done
every day as mindless zombies.

When we went to Melkon again, tiring of us he chose not to put up his
glamour and we saw him as he truly was.

He was a hideous form, grossly disfigured and covered in open sores that
oozed a foul green liquid.

He admitted that one night while feeding he was infected with some kind of
disease that slowly changed him into a plague vampire.

His bite not only infected us, but due to the plague it altered us into
some kind of mutant undead and not even into vampires.

It is becoming harder and harder to concentrate and I fear soon I will be
like my queen and the rest of my people.

I have recently learned that Melkon has made a pact with our mortal
enemies, the drow to use us to attack several of the settlements up on the
surface.

He has gone out with small raiding parties to abduct the various humans,
dwarves and other people that inhabit this island.

I have found a way to get this to the surface and hope someone will find it
and a way to stop Melkon and put an end to his plans.

There is only two ways any could succeed in doing this and that would be to
destroy the weather machine and by ridding this world of Melkon the plague
vampire.

By destroying the weather machine our fruit would not grow, leaving us
without food and without Melkon to lead us we would slowly starve to death.

King Kishnear