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[Cal Hurst]

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A,

It appears that the plan we had made back when we both served under the Moonglow banner is going to undergo some adjustments. The players in the field have changed, and so therefore have our goals.

I have managed to gain the Sanctans trust. Although they may be slightly suspicious of me, I'm confident that I can spin just about any story and they'll look the other way. A bonus to this trust is that we are shipping meat and butter to them. Consult with the High Necromancer and see if she can conjure something up so we can drug them further.

When will Darrien strike? I know our plans are to attack Luna from several moongates, but what then? Blackmarsh has been receiving valuable intel on Stonegate from our spy. She continues to ask me what the information is for, however. I can only lie to her too much before she begins to suspect something else.

On to Camilla. I know you wanted to plant your seed as a walking bomb, but did it have to be Camilla? We've gone over this enough, I'll try not to get too attached. But do you really think you can get her in a room with a bunch of Blue Lotus in time for the fetus to explode? You weren't even sure if you were going to complete the ritual because of your feelings for her. Stay focused, Azunda.

Write back quick. Time is not on our side.

-C


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[Azunda]

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Old friend,

I have it on very good authority that, in addition to Kaelthir's abilities, we have the full backing of Moonglow. I spoke with Both GreyPawn and Joseph Von Elric at length. I was wise to listen to my master, the old mage does indeed have his price. Since times now lost to antiquity, Lord GreyPawn and Talon Skyfire both have been at eachother's throats. We sped up the inevitable, and sweetened the pot as well. What was expected, the old mage wishes to see the Empire of Moonglow born anew, I promised him we'd offer them full aid.

Which, of course, brings me to the thorn in our side we've dubbed the "kennel club". I didn't need to say a word, and GreyPawn jumped at the opportunity to meet them in battle. Indeed, friend. Our three forces could sow the salt in their snowy den. The dream of a Neo-Caina, as we discussed very long ago, may finally be realized. Grand, isn't it? A new tower of skulls standing triumphantly atop the ruins of the Mead Hall. Perhaps Admoreth was half right about Malas. The Stygia of old? Doubtful. A new Stygia? By our own making.

I do have to call you out, I'm a bit insulted that you'd dare to insinuate I have affections for your milk maid. This bomb, good friend, carries what my master and I have called the Morgaz gene. I do not envy the fools caught in the same room during the birthing. The Tokunese are daft enough to take in a pregnant woman, may it be their undoing before we begin our grand campaign.

I must confess, the Daemon Lord has his sights set on Luna. Though I'm sure he'd settle on the Sanctan ruins. Prepare for some backroom deals.

We will force them into Trammel and Ilshenar, until the Convergence this land is yours as far as I am concerned. Enjoy it.


Walk in Darkness, my brother

~Azunda Thaumiel
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