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Germinally 24, 1st AC 2546

Satia Gichi,

Your sister has shown me your note and now she too is impatient to flee the nest. I was naive to think I could safeguard you both forever. So with heavy heart I entrust your sister into your care. May you protect one another while you exorcise the demons which lure you from my campfire.

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Nai Mindalai Gichi e Jola,

I call you my two nestlings, but in truth you are now well grown. Still it tears my heart at the thought of your leaving. I have always warned of great peril should you stray from camp. But as you are both determined to leave, I can only pray that finding truth is the ultimate safeguard to the malign set against you.

In truth I know little about your origins. I told you that as newborns you were delivered into my arms by a mysterious stranger. Fresh as the new dew on a summer's night you came to me. I was a young woman with love to share but barren of womb. Jena aiye!

But I have not told you quite everything; I knew your deliverer. She was an elderly Tryker who had infrequently visited camp since my earliest remembrances. As children of the camp, we called her Sulae Nityaenae; she had wild hair, overanxious eyes and a peculiar slurred speech. In later years I learned her true family name was Be'Laury from Antozzo the Elder, may he rest in Jena's embrace. I think only he ever knew the nityaenae's true origins, for their infrequent conclaves together were hushed and secretive.

Alas, nai mindalai, if these sparse droplets of truth are insufficient, none remaining here can quench your greater thirst. So with sorrow and fear nai aiyates to you both; I pray to Jena that you find your truth. Send word my way when you can and lighten my heavy burden of worry for your safety.

Deles cherae,
Lae Valyenae