Gods, why have you abandoned us? My boy has been taken. Fionn, my fair-haired Fionn!
Nogvurot has been besieged, and many children have been taken by those Xhorhasian bastards, taken to who knows where. I was useless to stop it. My lust for conflict burns within me once again. They have taken the thing from me that I should never have gambled. The Imperium is aflame and conflict sparks wherever, as Kryn forces tunnels beneath our sovereign lands.
I only hope that our strength prevails and our Fionn is found, safe and alive.