This Silence kills...[Closed]

[Elthas]

Elthas took Tobias' hand, at that point mainly to reassure himself that the man was in fact, real.

He was trying to gesture to Tobias that he could not speak. He was motioning to his own throat trying to explain in some kind of way. He'd been running for a long time. To a future he did not want. He nodded towards Tobias. It had been difficult to feel things at all...to discern time of year, time of day...seasons.

But since Tobias pointed it out, he was actually feeling a bit of the colder air.

He motioned towards the house he'd claimed as his own. There would be shelter there. Elthas had kept a journal with him since the cataclysm started. He wrote it in every day up until that point he started to run. He entered his house, and hoped Tobias would follow. Therein, was the journal in question. Elthas reached for it, the Belthasar seal...a forest elf clan...was etched upon the front cover of the journal. Clans, and other such matters no longer mattered he was just Elthas at that point. He handed Tobias the journal. It contained a precise account of what had happened to him and his people since the first day of the cataclysm.

As far as Elthas was aware, there was no other documentation of the cataclysm that physically existed. The words in the journal were perfectly scribed in the common-tongue.