A Second Letter

I must apologize, again, that I have not written sooner. I was delayed at Kemgarde; a Septurion Commander recognized me, I'm afraid. I scarcely got away, and I lost a good portion of my manuscripts. It took me some time to track them down, and with considerable risk of being captured by Academy agents. But I retrieved most of them, and I can fill in the gaps of the rest.

I'm writing now in a stable stall in Faldin's Terrace, a small village on a surprisingly secluded plateau north of Kemgarde, rather than east. I hope you maintain that patience of yours for just awhile longer; I'll need to re-sort my notes and scripts before I can continue writing. Bear with a doddering old fool, who's in deep over his head.

Your Faithful companion,
Midanya Fellshard
Former Chaplain