Noa's Report

The more time I spend here, the more sensitive I become to demonic presences. I feel the taint in the air, permeating everything like a rancid corpse. I maintain control, but the darkness and hate are growing. Other things locked up in Margadum Prison aren't so lucky. Things are becoming more violent and tempers are short. I know it is related to this strange feeling. Deliver this report to Minearm. Our barriers are solid, but if this taint gets any stronger, I just don't know...