Day the First
As the Morning Lord bids me so
do I follow. The Abbey of St. Markovia
in Krezk has lo these many years lain des-
olate by the evil Strahd, who by his own
hand, slayed the blessed Saint who gave
the Abbey its name and hallowed its
ground. I will restore it to its previous
glory and purpose. A place of healing
and hope.
To do this I must win the villagers’
trust. They cower in fear in the village over
which the Abbey looms. SO fearful are
they of Strahd and his wolves that they
dare not venture beyond the village walls.
The walls of mist might just as well be
made of brick and mortar as it imprisons
them thusly.
Day the Thirtieth
I have taken the guise of a mortal, pleasing and young,
and gone among the villagers. Though they seem to harbor
suspicion about my purpose and origin, they want to help.
Certain am I that I can win their confidence to aid me in
restoring this sanctuary they need so.
Fifteenth Day of the Third Month
the Third Year!
While there is much left to do to recapture the former glory
of this place, it is once more serving the village. They come
to the doors - those ill of limb and mind and I tend to
them as a shepherd would his flock. Light is returning to
Barovia and in my heart I feel at peace.
 Eighth Day of Fourth Month
Second Day of the Sixth Month the Tenth Year
the Sixth Year I know not what more can be done to help these
woeful creatures, but I must. I shall not be defeated.
Today a sickly brood of inbred lepers appeared at our doors They cannot undo all that I have worked and strived
seeking salvation - they call themselves by the family name to accomplish here.
Belview. Though there is little of beauty or good one can see
upon them we will offer what we can to rid them of their
Ninth Day of the Eighth Month
dreadful infirmities. the Fifteenth Year
Their idea of what perfection means does not match
mine. They have strange ideas of what it means to be
human. They beg me to give them the eyes of a cat,
Twenty-Second Day of the Tenth Month wings to fly, the strength of a mule, the guile of a
the Eighth Year snake... I pity them. I am sure their desire for bestial
traits cannot lead to salvation. But if it persuades
The Belviews are much improved. Their physical deformities them to follow, then let it be so. I will yield to these
have vanished under our soothing balms and salves. They are mad desires, and hope it helps.
grateful and follow after me like dogs waiting to please. Still,
they brandish such defects which go beyond what cures and f th e S e c o n d M o n th ...
treatments I can find in the Abbey’s texts, or from my own Fir st Day o rst experiments
e a r. .. .. . My fi
the Sixteenth Y .. .. .. .. ..
Lord’s guidance.
fa il u res - the resultsfatal. Yet they
hav e b ee n a b y s m a l
. H o w d o I g o o n ? How can I stop
I am determined to make them whole again, beg. And plead th e n ex t m ig ht be success.
to p w h en
and to bring them into the light. now? How can I s
..........
We are so close…....
 Fifteenth Day of the Ninth Month It stains like an ink that I cannot shake. His purpose,
the Seventeenth Year at first, was not clear, but he tells me that he has come to
I help. From whence he comes or why, I know not.
Tonight he tells me he will reveal more as we sup.
I am.
Third Day of the Fourth Month
.............. the...... Twenty-Fifth Year
I am at my w it' s e nd . Little did I know that when Vasili arrived he would
bring me the knowledge that would help me satisfy
the needs of these pitiful creature who torment my
soul. He brings “forbidden” LORE from the
“Amber Temple.” This has solved the fatal dilem-
ma of transformation that has eluded me thus far.
We have found the way to satisfy what they have
asked. There is much work to do.

Twelfth Day of th
Fir st Day of the Fir st Month e Fifth Month
the Twenty-Fifth Year the Thirtieth Ye
They are happy ar
Today a Barovian lord named Vasili Von Holtz visited as mongrelfolk.
If insanity
brings them hap
the Abbey. His outward appearance was pleasing piness, we should
all be insane.
enough, but I sensed something sinister about his
person, like a blade that penetrates to my depth.
 Nineteenth Day, the Tenth Month, Fifty-Fifth Year e n th D a y o f th e Third Month
Sev Year
Two of these mongrelfolk now serve me as guards - the Sixty-Seventh
e w a y o f c u ri n g this poor
Otto and Zygfrek. These are two of my most impressive I can only see on hi s lost love. He
creations thus far. I am proud, as a father must feel. ic a ti o n w it h
soul - reunif tf u ll y o f her. I am
Sixth Day. Sixth ly a n d w is
Month. Sixty-Six speaks so fond ation for all of
I should have kn th Year is w a y li e s s a lv
own. How foolish certain th
been?! Or maybe have I s w il l e n d B a ro v ia’s curse.
us. Thi
believe so. Vasil
I did know, but r
efused to Once and for all.
i has rev
ealed himself
to be the devil S ??? Day ??? Mon
trahd! What is to th of....SEVENTIE
done? It would be futile t be TH YEAR
o attempt to The Belviews lan
slay such an imm
ortal creature. Th guish in the
curse upon this la e ancient madhouse as I t
nd protects him.
He can
oil on creating
never truly die -
at least not in B a golem BRIDE
arovia. for STRAHD
th Month
using the parts
Fourtee n th D a y o f th e S ix I have them
the Sixty-Sixth Yea
r SCAVENGE from
r than meets
the town below.
to th is m o n s te
There is more trahd unbur- r
s u p p e r to n ig ht S
t y - f i r s t Y e a e
the eye. A t
, a n d la m e n te d th e curse that s even b r id
es slowly. Sh
e progress
dened himself Training o f t h e e , the word
e d hi m th ro u g h the centuries. He ain to love . H a h , lo v
has foll o w
escape Baro- s h all li v e a g
m y m o u t h . Why is
in g m o re th a n to ter-root in
wants noth t e s li k e b it
e s p it e m ys e lf I fe el the pangs of tas
w r it b a c k w ards?
via. D he lp him find LIVE EVIL v e w rought?
th e u rg e to a t I h a
sympathy a n d
v e ta k en it upon I wonder wh M o r ning Lord
p e a c e . I ha a t t h e
release, and s m a la ise and Is this wh has sent me
c u re fo r hi
myself to find a to
t hi m fr e e o f th is torment. do?
se
Vasilka.
She is beautiful.
He will be so pleased.
I can feel the Morning Lord’s light again.