There Is A Chance To Wrong Death

To my lovely lifemate, Chieftain Laval’liere Lightbringer,
To my honored father, Chieftain Rostam Stonemace,

I am plagued with so many thoughts these days and wonder about these ‘Campaign Logs’ I write. Will they one day be mentioned or even copied as excerpts into The Book of Ma’at? My friends have not noticed the ‘hands off’ approach I have been taking being the only Demigod among my group. I am far more mindful of what I am saying because recent events have shown me that I have followers now that will try and interpret that statement and please me by making it a reality. The amount of damage we have caused in our holy mission has led me to wonder if the Gods don’t talk to us as much because we interpret their communications incorrectly. The idea that an innocent may suffer the by product of miscommunication appalls me. This is a learning curve I know I must learn and yet dread to some degree. I have begun hearing fragments of voices when I sleep and I believe it may be prayers I am hearing? Not sure yet.

Anyway, it is my continued hope that the tribal “Exodus” back to Fort Etrinan is still on schedule. I realize I have no idea what that schedule is nor do I want to. I have some news I hope will be well received by father and you as well. Recently, Khonsu’s Reaper and I were able to attempt a resurrection via time granted us by bountiful Apis’ will. It was flawless and the Spell of Legend left no lasting side effects!!! Now that I know it works I have to wait till we have a moment to try and see if the rune weapon I carry will create the needed link to bring back Master Overkill one final time. If that succeeds then I may have found a way to bring Zeelik back!!! Please, keep Anzuroq close as it will be the key to this plan. Please ask Cardinal Rothas or Sister Chrismarma to help prepare two teleport scrolls for you so that you can visit us in Troker when the time is nigh and bring your son home. It will also be my last asking of Khonsu’s Reaper for use of the spell because it robs the Gods of Death of their charges. At least one death god has made it clear that prolific use will anger their personage.

My lovely lifemate, I miss you and hope things are going well. I hope as the days progress you will forgive any lapses in writing you because we have been caught in time jumping traps. How is your brother, Lazal’dan, I hope he is doing well. Oh yes, pass on my well wishes to the Hexataur. Let X’zandria know that the offer to complete her training is still on the table, should she wish it.

I am sorry this letter is not more romantic, but we managed to save a family slain many years ago and make a great wrong right. I felt compelled to write you when I saw them reunited. That I helped in any small way made me think of you and our budding family unit to come. It was such a weird feeling visiting a center of worship recently and having followers trying to get in my armor. I have never seen so many Elf and Human girls! Some males as well, all attempting force mating practice! While nothing happened thanks to Father Philip’s timely intervention. I was truly unprepared for “that” warm a reaction. Know that going forward I will honor my word that only my lifemates will be allowed to get underneath my armor to turn a phrase. Rather than dragging out this awkward attempt to sound romantic just know that I love you and can’t wait till this quest is over to get to know you much better as a friend, a lover, and a lifemate.

Amor Meus Etrinus Fortem,

Xerx’ses Goldenhorn,
Osiris’ Unyielding Strength,
Immortal Demigod War Wizard of CrIsis,
Head Weaver for the Tri-Arcanum Guild,
aka: Captain Osric Orghallar of Rogtilda

>> Written by Xerx’ses Goldenhorn, sent the night of the 23rd or 24th of Grekar, 4th year of King Guy the First of the Timiro Kingdom, 72nd Year of the Wolfen Empire, 345th year of the Dominion of Man, and 25th Year of the Western Emperor Voelkian Itomas II. <<
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