TO THE ALCHEMISTS OF FIRE

[Gustando 1990]

 

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Parchments lay scattered across Braevos upon notice boards, doors and dirt.

 

To the thriving Few,

 

It has been too long since our work within Mundus has come to a standstill, too long since the days of yore, of Bogodan the Luminous, of Saint Avenel of Belvitz. . .

 

Has the Fire without our timeless flock dissipated?

 

I have been travelling these lands, and beyond, for quite some time - observing, researching. There is much I have discovered, and much that I have yet to. I find myself seeking the company of the thriving few, of whose fire has not yet extinguished – the philosophers of fire.

 

Solve et Coagula. Seek the Choir.

 

 

 

Spoiler

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[Xergarok 811]

A dwarven scholar came across the parchment. Taking the paper home, he placed it under his loupe... After pondering upon its contents with a glass of absinthe and a pipe in hand, the fellow decided to seek the Choir.