Confessions

Confessions

Postby Biske » Tue Aug 01, 2006 1:20 am

The keen-eyed Brotherhood would, no doubt, spot the letter - a thick envelope, pinned so neatly to the Barrack's gate. Likely they would look at it themselves - or they would turn it in to their superiors.

For what lay within were bundles, mountanous confessions written in the hands of the dead.

The council work with the drow, wrote the shaky script of Wilhelm Scott. They speak with one voice, while their hands do speak with another. They all know.

I have run errands for the Council. I have brought messages to the drow, and I have seen the Council for what it is,
spoke the mercenary Hester, done to death nearly two weeks before.


The council are drow. You are doomed.
Five days ago, the blacksmith's son - found dead in the whole he had dug with his own hands.

Another letter, this one filled with less certain script - filled with splotches of ink by the one who wrote it, and barely legible.

Swade - ??? (Juhrye cal Vet she kon trolz)
GuhZard - ???
Kerax - ???
Hell Stown - AWDMATHUS


All the confessions were signed with blood; the last, in simple ink.

- the Beest
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