To whom it may concern,
If you are Aera, Marvey, Jeff, Meyloni, Aegis, Willow, Umbra, Nox or Titus: Congratulations! You have the dubious honor of outliving me. I am not the true immortal my father was. Unfortunate we are both finding out this way.
If you are not any of these people and you found this in a pile of corpses: Well I can't say things will work out for you. Here's hoping whatever killed us died of old age. We certainly didn't!
If at all possible, please deliver letters of any known persons. Otherwise, give this journal to the nearest priest of The Raven Queen. I wish it to be delivered to my father, Eld'rhistel.*
If you are the priest: My father is one of the Court. Shouldn't be difficult to find. Fuck off tall, goth elf with bat ears - fuck, they're probably all like that, hm? Well, you've his name. I absolutely will haunt you if you don't deliver this. I'm a stubborn bastard, don't test me.
Sincerely,
Valweld'mion Gi'ila
* Maybe let Faelyn have a crack first. Thanks! -Mila from a few weeks later
** Faelyn, please remove indicated pages before letting this be given to my father!
(Scrawled in the margins of Page 2 is Faelyn's address.)
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