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My dearest Guinevere,
As you have no doubt been informed, Your Husband, His Majesty The King, has been found with little flesh left upon His body.
I wish not to harm you so soon after Your Love has perished, however, upon inspecting the remains of His Majesty, I caught sight of His journal, detailing His final moments prior to being slain. I have chosen to give you this, as it may bring you some closure.
Yours eternally, Sir Lancelot of His Majesty The Kings Round Table
---Unknown Caves In Scotland---
I know not where I am. However, I do know that I am here under the advice of Merlin, who has informed me that there is a high level of Vampyrik Energy coming from these caves. I believe I can see something. A figure, perhaps? Hold on. Upon closer inspec---------------------------------drinki-- -- bloo--------------------