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26th of Alturiak 1360 DR

The stench of putrescent oak and scorched earth overwhelms my nostrils as this is written. I despise violence, yet war is come; unnecessary, destructive, wasteful--but what Caramiriel wants she gets. I don't understand why the Treefather would name such a schlemihl His champion, yet the Darkbringer ordered a response to the challenge and we march with our Kossuthan allies. The blight has begun, and the incineration comes until all is consumed to nothing. Soon we shall be upon their grove. The Archdruid's sacrifice to the Rotting God shall be little recompense for this havoc and ruin. But what she wants, she gets. A challenge must be met with brutal finality, there is no other way--the Great Dread God's wisdom is undeniable, and we must fulfill Moander's Most High Will.

Not ten minutes hence a raven arrived from Tharchion Dimon. He wishes to mediate a peace between we three, yet how can such be after Holy War is declared upon you? I must pray, and hope that the Lord-Lady of Decay is willing to exercise longanimity . . .