3rd of Sun's Height

Summer has only just begun, yet I find myself compelled to write this account out of necessity.

As an agent of Stendarr, I have spent my life hunting Daedra and every form of malice since my youth. Courage and unwavering faith have carried me through countless horrors, but for the first time in my life, I know fear.

Never before have I witnessed such insidious corruption. A devoted and faithful housewife abandoned her vows without hesitation. A pure young maiden, who had never so much as spoken to a man, suddenly surrendered herself to the most debauched and depraved acts. It all happened in an instant, as though an unseen hand had reached into their minds and stripped away every shred of virtue.

What terrifies me is not their actions, but the terrifying speed with which their minds decayed into lust and carnality.

At first, I believed this to be the work of the Prince of Lust himself. Yet my years of experience tell me otherwise. This corruption bears none of the familiar signs of Sanguine temptation. No... something else is at work—something hidden, something far more insidious, silently poisoning the minds of innocent maidens from the shadows.