To Travance.

He had said previously, multiple times, that he will speak to Dimms' soul and see if he wishes to return.

Duo, I am but a mere follower of Galladel and I had come to town just after Dimms' death. But he is family to my Knight and a friend to my friends so if there is anything I can do to help, please don't hesitate to contact me.

-Squire Ebony Hale

Yes, as mentioned before. This is Dimms choice. We must speak to him, give him the option. If he agrees he returns to a body crafted from his own as the only difference between the original and mine is flesh color. I even have every mole Jack Dimms once had. And whose to say he is at peace? His death was abrupt, lonely, I could only imagine how sad he was in front of Galadel when he was judged.

Signed,
Jack Duo

(not Magnus)

I was passing through Travance on my way to shut off the "Genesis Protocol" on behalf of Belengchand when i saw this, so if i may interject briefly,

Consider this offer a brief moment of recompense for previous misdeeds on my part.

This "ritual" is based around the ever changing powers existing in the world. Simply put it would not have been possible six to eight months ago.

This additionally will not work if your "divine judge" or the soul of the original jack Dimms wish for it not to return. I have gone through great lengths of setting this up to work in a way that is acceptable by your customs.

I hope this clears up any confusion about the process i have laid forth for Mr. Duo

A. Heimdell

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I'd like to place an order for a flatbread with melted cheese and tomato sauce on it.

Jack Dimms sought death with an eagerness not even matched by Magnus. Through his final death he has found peace. Let him rest.

Edwin,

Is it really peace? An assassin cut him down and from what I've been told he dies rescuing someone on the battlefield against Surtur. He lived and died trying so desperately trying to understand his new home and finding his place within not only his cousins that had shunned him for so long, but a new family.

In short life, I can tell you, with barely any doubt, he never experienced joy. True joy. I see his memories, all covered in scarlet cloak of the ravens field. Is that a life?

And before you answer, I ask you put aside your biased that I know remains within and think as if you were Dimms. So much blood, suffering, war, hatred, confusion. It was not til I entered Travance that he knew what it meant to be loved.

Signed,
Jack Duo