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[Kaelthir]

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*The letter's seal bearing the Spiral of Thorns symbol*

[Dealthagar]

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Disheveled and bleary eyed, Dealthagar wandered into his manor. He had spent the better part of day swathed in cowls and robes at various libraries around the realm, and was ready to finally sleep. Fate would not be so kind.

Several Umbran messengers, under his standard orders, sat in his entry hall, holding copies of missives posted by Lord Church. His major-domo, Sularis, also sat in the room, sheparding the young necrosages, holding a letter.

Taking the papers, he dismissed them all and began pouring over the documents. The gypsies were fine, the murderer was found, Solanaceae was still going to go and foster things with the gypsies, the murder was a Cappadocian, the Lich wanted her to report and submit, but was also demanding her to be harmed...

He closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead, ghostly images of the Stygian and Gargish writing he had been translating for the last few days dancing in his vision. Such as it was, the writings were still only half complete, victims of time, entropy and the failure of man to prepare for his own future and end.

Letters would need to be sent. Notices would need to be posted. Will would need to be enforced. Punishments would need to be doled out.

Sleep would have to wait.
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