The vampire’s dead, yet the earth’s still fucked. Could something else be causing it?

Another tense dungeon crawl finished. It’s not as if I’m ever in danger of actually dying, but it feels like I would be if I let my concentration slip for a moment.

When I turn it back on I’m going to have to see if I can work out why killing the vampire didn’t help heal the earth. Someone way down south might be able to help, according to someone in the shit town – the FF equivalent of Maidstone – that I’ve found myself in. There’s not even a bloody item shop where I am, so I’m going to have sail back home for a while to stock up, before searching for this wise man.