Flyers in the Trees

[Eranikus 348]

Another set of flyers are seen around the Dominion, once more packed into every mailbox and pasted on every tree. More drift about in the gentle breezes, rolling along the streets. Some have even been posted around the outskirts of the city.

 

Citizens of Caras Eldar,

 

Once more the Shadow has lashed out at his victim. Once more he will not go unanswered. This man is insane, and uses his magics against his kin. It is one thing to disagree with each other. It is an entirely different thing to try and kill your brothers and sisters.

 

Each day, he pursues an innocent druid. A druid that now must look over their shoulder, unable to feel safe because this monster chases him relentlessly. No one should ever have to feel as if their life is in danger every passing moment. No druid should have to question the trustworthiness of their brothers and sisters. No one should be gripped with ever-pressing paranoia that at any given moment, someone clearly beyond sanity will catch them and commit unspeakable atrocities that would make even the hardest and most steadfast of us cringe and shy away like a frightened mare.

 

A word to those druids that still follow the path of this madman; please, for the love of the caring Springmother that blessed the world with life. For the love of the wise Huntsman that saw the world's need for an end. Abandon this charade. Abandon this Thulean magic. Let not his corruption spread unto you, for surely you will be gripped by the very same madness. Nature will provide you with all you need, as do the Aspects grant you all the gifts you need to uphold their creed.

 

A word to the guards; take care, lliran. If you see the draoi that calls himself Shadow, try to catch him, but do not risk your lives for it. If the difference in catching him is your own death, kill him. Kill him swiftly and make sure he falls, for if he lives he will hunt you as he hunts the innocent.

 

You will see but a single flyer more. Heed its call, lest you and your kin be lost to the darkness that the Shadow brings. The unnatural darkness that the Aspects themselves do not sanction.

 

Surely this man does not deserve your kindness or your loyalty. He thought himself enough to slay a god.

 

Once more, the only sign on the flyers as to who they belong to is a feather of dark color, silver specks flicked throughout the plumage.

[Arhbi 181]

"Sounds like a nice guy." Thomas would say to nobody in particular