Day 11

Day 11 The day went slowly. Kinopio and I discussed possible uses for this cured hide. He seems to think that one could fashion an entire suit of armour from it, simply using sections of the cured hide in various quantity with an appropriate pattern.

I slept most of the day. Day 12 Woke in the middle of the night to Kinopio screaming. I must admit that my dreams have not been too pleasant lately either.

In a fit of creativity, Kinopio created us a crude pie made from the now-festering lizard meat and a little dough, in his pie tin. Day 13 Kinopio tells me that he used to be a smith of some reknown in his youth. I find it easy to believe.

He spent all afternoon laying out plans for a set of chain-mail: a mold, a vial of the distilled blood, and several sheets of metal. If only we had sheets of metal! Day 14 What a day. It started so well - from a scale temper and a vial of the lizard's blood (thankfully still in good condition after all this time due to my preservations), I created a lizard blood temper.

Then Kinopio passed out. He shows no signs of consciousness. Day 15 We have survived two weeks. The runtling was rotting so severely that I had to vapourise it - hopefully my magics kept the sound contained.

Kinopio still lies comatose, as if in a state of near-death. I wish that Felwah were here to cure him. Day 16 Kinopio awakened! His eyes are bloodshot, he does not look well even to my limited medical knowledge.

The stirrings outside the door have become more pronounced over the last days, since Kinopio was unconscious, as if hundreds of rats were out there. Day 17 Though ill, Kinopio has gone to work with a will. Using my lizard-blood temper, he hammered two pristine lizard scales together to form a larger plate - it looks exceptionally tough, perhaps we can use it to escape.

I cooked lizard in a little frosting, with spice - superb. Day 18 The noises outside are more evident than ever. Kinopio keeps wanting to open the door.