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Germinally 23, 1st AC 2546

Davae Jola,

By the time you read this I will be gone from camp. No doubt you hear swirling rumors about the empire reestablishing contact with outlands after 50 years and more! Thus, I have gone to seek the emissaries of the King.

Valyenae Rosissi would never give her blessing. She admonishes us to stray not far from camp and to avoid the prying eyes of strangers lest our lives be forefit. But it is clear to me now that we will learn nothing more about our origins from our adopted tribe. For that we must search out our mysterious benefactor.

Please convey my sorrowful love to our adopted mother and tribe. My heart grieves this separation from all I love, you most of all davae Jola. Alas, the geas of my destiny will not permit me to remain. I pray you can understand.

Deles necat,
La Gichi