David
Lei Linas | Terresol's Public Library

He sighed softly and looked down, not sure if he should feel relieved or worried that he may have just imagined all of it. 

"I dont know.. It's... Strange. I felt like there was something.. Off about the place? Even more so at the Oubilette. "

 He shrugged his shoulders and looked to the side uncertainly. 

"Like something was watching." 

He shook his head then smiled over at him meekly.

 "It... Might have just been all in my head?... A bad dream maybe?.." 

He briefly looked to the side with a doubtful expression. What he experienced in the Oubilette felt terribly real.
Erin
Cornelius | Terresol's Public Library

"Think, good man. You are an engineer, a worker of science, mechanical miracles. Why would your mind deviate to such a course of madness and mysticism? I tell stories, embellish the mundane, and create realities at the tip of my pen. I cannot fathom that a mere figment of imagination would impregnate your mind so. Tell me *Exactly* What you've seen, felt, heard, everything. Let the man who documents madness judge your sanity. Trust that I will believe you, Linas. Paranoia, in my experience, rarely indicates madness or an ailment of the mind. Paranoia is most often prophetic in the tales I've lived and told. Speak honestly, and know that you tell your truth."
David
Lei Linas | Terresol's Public Library

He looked hesitant as he feared people would think he was going insane. Even if he wanted to tell him his story, he couldn't possibly reveal what he saw in that forest... He couldnt reveal that he was a sorcerer. 

"It started with a mere night terror. It showed me things I havent seen before. A woman crying tears of blood was one of them."

 He rubbed the back of his neck and looked off to the side wearily. 

"I thought nothing of it at first but... When I reached the Oubilette I saw statues with red painted tears scattered all over the place... And-" 

He cut himself off. He decided that some information should not be exposed as he did not want to taint the De Lysse family name. 

"The man I was working with said the place was cursed... And.. I assumed it was some form of witchcraft. " He shivered and shook his head. "It was just so creepy."
Erin
Cornelius | Terresol's Public Library

"If I am mad, it is mercy," Quoted the chronicler. "May the gods pity the man who in his callousness is to remain sane until his very end. Poetic words from an author long dead who, in a land of insanity, was the only one who I could deem sane. You said you worked with a man. How exactly did he describe the place? By virtue of curiosity, I must know, lest I be driven into my own special kind of madness. And witchcraft? Of what occult nature was this place?"