Day 10 pt. 2

Welcome again, Traveller. Take a seat while you still can, the camp has nearly three thousand people standing strong, their resolves unfaltering against the endless shadows of Denuvo. If you ask me though, my faith has been somewhat dwindling. The silence from the Three have been slowly chipping away at my faith. More and more people fall to the scourge of Denuvo everyday, and for what? So that more innocents will die in false beliefs, their dying thoughts thinking the Three will save them from the perils these lands so brutally?


Our bretheren at Anno 1800 are growing increasingly impatient, their wills breaking as the days darken with no crack in sight. I've lost numerous friends there at that camp, their final breaths will haunt me for the rest of my days.

Hah! How foolish I sound. The lads would carve my face out if they heard me slandering the Three so nonchalantly. Excuse my dark words, Traveller. Simply wave them away as the ravings of a madman.

We must place our faith in the Three Legions, that their ranks hold as they raze the Depths of Denuvo to the ground, and we finally see the day Denuvo is razed to the ground.

I must go, Traveller. There is much to be done. Please, get some rest. You'll be needing it for the days to come...