To The Corvi

Squire Wrekk,

Well, who am I to deny you a chance to learn? Learn at least some of the Aguaran faith from me and then you can decide if you still wish to offer your assistance. The Corvi may not have much choice in this, but you do, and I will not take that choice from you.

They will know pain unlike anything they've felt before. Vengeance for Nix will be had.

Peaches struck the final blow and ended her misery in that form those early hours of Sunday. Peaches took her body that night and we are discussing what burial would be best suited for her.

Her soul is another story; it's still trapped in that place, she is still not at peace. Many tried to do a full resurrection that night to her to no avail. Though this was still while she was the monstrosity they made her to be. We need to find a way to free her from there without causing more harm to ourselves, Travance barely made it out alive as it was.

Know that I will aid in any efforts to find the person who killed her, the cult that grossly disfigured her body and tortured her soul, and a way to help her go to the Judge for her final judgement as it should be.

(This document is written in blood, unsigned, written with shaken hands. The only telling marks is a raven, drawn in blood, with a uppercase C written next to it.)

Who... Who uses The Great Philosophers name in vain....

Who defiles her name with heresy?

Who defiles my research with such grotesque embellishments of the words she spoke to me?

I will not tolerate it......

C.

I will not waste words here, I have spoken to those who would listen last feast, it is now time to speak with my blade. It is time to give my Lady her tithes and offerings.

I know what we are up against, it has spoken to me. If there are others who wish to learn then come and find me. I am done trying to speak to those who refuse to listen and who speak of things they know nothing about.