Letter to the Emperor

[El Ricktador 1394]

The Warhawke Chieftain walks through the halls of his Keep. His home within the frozen mountains of Urguan. His bandaged arm tracing the outlines of the stone bricks of the walls. The bricks he’d laid more than eighteen years ago. As he paces, his body remains within the halls but his mind leaves the shelter of the Keep.

Within his mind’s eye, he sees the red walls of Felsen. He thinks of the people he’d met outside of her and the fights that had been had within the city’s limits. He sneers begrudgingly but his mind eases knowing that he would outlive the men within the walls. He held onto that final comfort as he began the letter within his room.

A Letter to the Emperor of Oren
“My name is Ereinion Taloha, Chieftain of the Warhawkes. Upon searching through the desolate remains of a fort I had built long ago, I found a Lorraine Cross upon a torn banner. After a night of further research, I learned that the Keep had been occupied by Orenians.

While this seemed a strange circumstance at first. I found torn tabards and an excess of abandoned military-grade blades of Orenian design that confirmed my suspicions.

So I send this letter to ask of you to hold counsel on what to do next. If my presence is required, send reply with the hawk that delivered this alongside my own letter so that it knows where to return.”

A solitary R is written at the bottom of the letter.

The letter is rolled into a tube and tied with a tight string of leather.

 

The letter is addressed only to the Emperor and may have passed through the hands of an individual assigned to act as secretary for his mail.

[Cracker 4570]

An imperial courier makes its way to Esterwick, the Emperor's response in tow.