Sharran's Journal
Day 1: Never saw a beast like it. Bloated with muscle, tusks as long as my arms. Scent of charred flesh, but I saw no flames. The stone might have been parchment, so quick did the creature charge through it. The other Justiciars are dead - or close to it. It wasn't alone. Hellknights, too. Masks bolted to their faces, like plaques to a keep wall. Day 3: Trapped. Another rampage, and down the walls came. Started to dig. Not sure... Day 7: It's done. May Shar's shadows keep me.