Athalan's Letter To <lorename>Talion</lorename>

There's not much time. Forgive my candor, brother. 1. Gormander poses no threat His capital is nearly defenseless. No signs of "Ancient weapons" or a conspiracy. The Elixir merely made his ilk plump and greedy, not bloodthirsty... though they've grown paranoid, like most. 2. We've been lied to That wanderer poisons the mind of our Lord. We cannot trust a word from his forked tongue. 3. Leave with me Abandon your post. Join me on my route down south. Turn your back on the war, the Shroud, the death. Wash your hands clean in more peaceful waters. 4. Discard this letter ...Lest you want your sister's blood spilled. — Athalan