Bloody Note

My Dearest Moon,

I received a tip from one of my contacts at the port. They mentioned sighting a gallon-class Cannith airship heading this way. There's only one plausible reason to dispatch an airship of that magnitude this far west—it's likely transporting a Baron. Merrix is aware that Ymir and I are still alive. Our safety is compromised. Xen'drik is no longer a sanctuary.

It feels like eons since we last conversed, my love. I used to dread meeting an untimely demise in a bandit raid or being torn apart by a displacer beast. Now, my greatest fear is the possibility of never getting the chance to share everything with you. By Arawai's grace, I will stroll with you through the wheat fields behind our home once more.

Prepare the little ones; I will be with you soon.

Yours Always, T