(Only portions of the journal are legible through the stains)

ULDAMAN. DAY 3

I cannot believe how foolish I was.  To be blind-sided by the foul Shadowforge dwarves was a novice’s feat.  My wounds heal slowly. Surely I am poisoned.  I feel my energy sap away.  I must scout ahead nonetheless…

… Make matters worse.  The necklace the gnome made for me has been shattered!  Three of the largest gems set into it have been lost.  I must find them.  Without them the necklace is powerless.

ULDAMAN. DAY 4

First clue revealed itself deep within Uldaman.  As one of the most savage troggs I have ever seen was brandishing about a large sapphire—one I wager that would fit perfectly into the necklace.  I overheard one of the Shadowforge dwarves mention the beasts name: Grimlok.  The cadre of guardians this brute Grimlok has, however …

ULDAMAN. DAY 5

… the trogg, then taking the topaz from his slain “brethren”, marched into the side cave near the front of the hall.

…Quick to place the topaz in a large conspicuous urn toward the back of the chamber…

… Of all things, dwarves!  Three of them, to boot.  They’are barricaded against the troggs currently.  Calling to them would have been a call for suicide.  Lest I be overran by the foul troggs in my weakened state.  Once I know the third gem, however, I shall.

ULDAMAN. DAY 6

… so very hungry.  I am out of supplies.  And would consider moldy bread to be at least at this point.  I witnessed a trogg’s head turn into a juicy steak right in front of my very eyes …

ULDAMAN. DAY 7

… Last chance at redemption for my failures.  I believe the ruby is in the last barricaded area the dwarves have against the troggs.  Their battles, no doubt over the gems and the other artifacts from this site, rage continuously.  It would be just like those vile dwarves to hide it somewhere there.  Regardless, I must make a move one way or another.  Perhaps a mad dash to the surface is the best course.