TEXT: Entry 1: 
  The bl ue slaad has infected me with its 
  chaos phage- it’s on l y a matter of time 
  before I tu rn. My spe llbook seems to have 
  been jettisoned from the tow er along with 
  most of my other books and possessions 
  du ring the crash. 
  Entry 2: 
  I was distracted dreading my own 
  transformation when one of my apprentices 
  tu rned into a nothic. The signs w ere all 
  there… hallucinations, paranoia, clammy 
  skin, hair loss, but we didn’t want to 
  be lieve it. I’ve resorted to using the arcane 
  te lescope briefly each day. I fee l as though 
  I have little time left. There must be a way 
  out of this god forsaken glacier. I’ve given up 
  looking for the spe llbook. If anyone finds it, 
  they’ll on l y have one piece of the Rite of the 
  Arcane Octad. The Spire of Iriolarthas will 
  remain protected.
  Entry 3: 
  I’m nearl y convinced there’s no way out of 
  the glacier. I’ve lost one eye, so I’m fee ling 
  trepidation about trying the te lescope 
  again… but what choice do I have? The 
  nothics will eat me a live if I leave the 
  tow er. The magen seem to be a b le to keep 
  them away for now.  
  
SOURCE: textdata/thevault/Dungeons & Dragons [multi]/Official Content Expanded/Icewind Dale - Rime of the Frostmaiden/Ythryn Expanded Towers of Magic - Bundle/Tower of Divination - Handout - Notes.pdf