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Dearest Morcant,
It is now almost a month by my count since I left the Delta. I am confident the last of the stones is hidden somewhere in these steppes. I can almost feel it call to me.
I do not believe you would enjoy these climes. Since I left the last of the orc villages and crossed the Bystra it has been nothing but open plains and frozen soil. Far to the west, near Eaglehead, I am told the land becomes mountainous, but before my eyes is nothing but a sea of grass occasionally broken by small craggy mountains. There are hardly any trees to speak of and those that are are short and hardy things, much like the horses that seem to populate the land in great numbers.
We passed a tribe of men yesterday, but they did not want to speak to us and seemed in a hurry to reach the Bystra. Almost as if they were fleeing something.
I doubt not that the Naga keep up their assaults, but hope this letter finds you and good health and that the last of the repairs to the old keep have been finished.
Yours Truly,
Gareth
It is now almost a month by my count since I left the Delta. I am confident the last of the stones is hidden somewhere in these steppes. I can almost feel it call to me.
I do not believe you would enjoy these climes. Since I left the last of the orc villages and crossed the Bystra it has been nothing but open plains and frozen soil. Far to the west, near Eaglehead, I am told the land becomes mountainous, but before my eyes is nothing but a sea of grass occasionally broken by small craggy mountains. There are hardly any trees to speak of and those that are are short and hardy things, much like the horses that seem to populate the land in great numbers.
We passed a tribe of men yesterday, but they did not want to speak to us and seemed in a hurry to reach the Bystra. Almost as if they were fleeing something.
I doubt not that the Naga keep up their assaults, but hope this letter finds you and good health and that the last of the repairs to the old keep have been finished.
Yours Truly,
Gareth