Three short passages in the notebook contain information of
The raid went about as planned. Few Thistletop goblins perished, and we were able to secure
Tobyn’s casket with ease while the rubes were distracted by the rest. I can’t wait until the real
raid. This town deserves a burning, that’s for sure.
Ripnugget seems to favor the overwhelming land approach, but I don’t think it’s the best plan.
We should get the quasit’s aid. Send her freaks up from below via the smuggling tunnel in my
father’s Glassworks, and then invade from the river and from the Glassworks in smaller but more
focused strikes. The rest except Bruthazmus agree, and I’m pretty sure the bugbear’s just being
contrary to annoy me. My love’s too distracted with the lower chambers to make a decision. Says
that once Malfeshnekor’s released and under her command, we won’t need to worry about being
subtle. I hope she’s right.
My love seems bent on going through with it—nothing I can say convinces her of her beauty.
She remains obsessed with removing what she calls her ‘celestial taint’ and replacing it with her
Mother’s grace. Burning her father’s remains at the Thistletop shrine seems to have started the
transformation, but I can’t say her new hand is pleasing to me. Hopefully
when she offers Sandpoint to Lamashtu’s fi res, her new body won’t be as
hideous. Maybe I’ll luck out. Succubi are demons too, aren’t they?