Dear, Literally anyone from Eternum, It is me Steve, The guy who left to get you more undead/mounts. So I haven't heard from you since I left... is everything going well? I would love if you could send me a letter back sometime telling me where we are going to be actually setting up the nation. It is one thing to sent lone messenger for you, it will be a lot harder for me to find you myself if all I have to go off of is one of my chickens I sent with you so you could message me, and a potato of growing potatoes. The fact that I have not yet felt the new garden from it means one of three things: you all died so you never planted it, in which case I am sorry that happened to you, You don't know how to use it, in which case you plant the potato, and it will rapidly grow one of my gardens no matter what. Lastly forgot to plant it even though all I told you was to use the potato, and write me. Once more if you all died I am sooo sorry. Anyway I have some pretty cool beasties I could bring over if you decide to write. The flying horses are not going to just fly there themselves. Especially after all I went through to get them. I'm going to be a bit yet, trying to snag some corpses from the battle of Belgrath. Lots of love, Steve. P.S: The enclosed vial is some of my stew, enjoy!