Day 1- Dr Livingstoned's journal

[Dr Livingstoned]

I have walked for many days. I'm hoping that the others can find me.


I have decided to strike a base camp here, in the hopes that the rest of the party can catch me up.

Yolamba (my pack boy) fell the other day crossing the great river to the east. I was forced to eat his remains, for sustenance and use his skull as a tea kettle to warm myself in this cold environment.

Still, jolly on and all that.

I shall map this location, and look about and see if I can make contact with any of the natives.

It looks to be a barren and inhospitable place.

If I cannot locate the rest of the party I only hope that someone stumbles upon my frozen corpse and finds these notes usefull.

god save the Queen,

Dr. Livingstoned.