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Kyuu,

From when the great Tower fell I knew our once dominant race would become intimate with pain, suffering and despair. I should never have signed that Tosh blasted document and set aside my armor. Flood or no, twas the responsibility of the humans to retain their side of the agreement. Nurm forgive me, but I shall never live down the loss we suffered all those centuries ago. The humans that live now will never be able to fathom all that once was our kingdom.

Oh look at me go. My tongue, temper and demeanor are still hot from my last night in Loquir. I had that boy pissing his trousers when I finally began to feast on him, oh it was glorious! And by the time I allowed the wind to carry away his screams there was naught but a glimmer of his former self left.

Those Loquirians close to the chapel and library came in a hurry too. I made sure they got a good sight to tell the tale of, some reason for the boy to have gone to his ropes end and never return. That too produced more for me to feed on than it took to make. In the end Nurm was with me and one of those fools spooked his own packbeast and set the chapel ablaze. The town was roused and they spent most of the night fighting the embers, which allowed me to easily find a secure location to travel among the wares of the local statuary.

And now the bad news my friend. The Domgalein have the crystal in their mountain and from what I understand their Gerla Hounds can see through any glamour. We need allies or time or both! The Draclings maw is present now, once the portal fully matured and drug him here, he was not at all happy at first. I gave him some of the Light and he and I became fast friends. I must admit my surprise at your being able to come by one. Perhaps you have means I am not privy too still?

Set down roots to endure the pregnancy, it is the only recourse I can see that will steady you while the rest of us toil. It must be done. Besides, the budlings will be more able to endure than proto-faye. Tell the King, while he lives, that you need a retreat, once the boy has been killed, to get the horrid occurrence of being taken advantage of off your mind. If at all possible take as many of us with you as can be done, for any humans that assist will need to be killed. Perhaps one of mine can ensure a bear mauling…

Have you any word of Dira and Kolq Feil? I know their journey south was to take some months, even years but if they truely have sensed some artifacts of old we could surely make use of them now, if indeed they still answer to our kind.

One last thing Kyuu, the old scar…the red scar has become hot again after all this time. I must know if you have knowledge of those that come with the night! What are we to do?

Rjon

P.S. Tomorrow I test the Gerla Hounds.