Greetings Bahtell, Ivory Apostle.

It is true, recently some of our ritualists and rangers visited your newly built city and slaughtered two of your dwarven labourers. They supplied us with the blood sacrifice we needed to fuel our ritual. I will share that our ritual was a success, and when the day comes when Nature reclaims all that is Hers, the ground beneath your weary feet will have been prepared.

The blood that spills within your walls will seep into the ground and one day, from your last dying breaths and the crumbling ruins of your city, new life will sprout and thrive, sapling will reach for the sky and the wildlife will return.


Blackthorn General, Rangor Corten, Guardian of Nature



Penned by my hand on the 23rd of Glacian, in the year 676 AF.