Letter to the Grand Marshall

To the Grand Marshall of the Cult of the Forgotten One,

Dear Grand Marshall,

I write to give you an update on our progress. We have taken control of Galadhor! The city, once a bastion of resistance against our influence, now lies in our grasp, and will serve as a pivotal turning point in our campaign.

Through cunning and deception, we were able to infiltrate their high priest, a Dragonborn of great devotion and trust among the populace. With our enchanted crystals—those beautiful red shards infused with ancient, corrupting powers—we ensnared his mind, twisting his faith into something that serves our own purposes. The high priest, once a beacon of light for the people of Galadhor, is now a puppet in our grand design.

With his influence silenced and his spirit shackled, we set about establishing larger resonance crystals throughout the sacred spaces of the city. The townsfolk, now unable to distinguish between illumination and illusion, rallied behind the priest’s renewed zeal, unaware that his fervor was a mere echo of our will. What sweet irony it is to turn their faith against them!

But our triumph did not stop there. As if fate herself had smiled upon us, we struck a deal with Karsos the Red, the mightiest of dragons, whose fiery breath has scorched the earth beneath him. He has grudgingly agreed to lend his strength to our cause, enchanted by our promises of treasure and dominion. With him at our side, our small cadre of zealous cultists has transformed into an army capable of striking terror into the hearts of the dwarven bastions that linger too close for comfort.

Under the grand banners of the Forgotten One, we will sow chaos among the dwarves, forcing them to retreat into the depths of their mountains. Galadhor will be our stronghold, a launchpad for our ambitions. With its mighty walls and the swift wings of Karsos, we will not merely challenge them, we will obliterate their very existence from this world!

With every passing day, I can feel the echoes of Zuorr drawing nearer. His return shall herald a new age of darkness—a flame ignited in hatred and fury, one that shall consume all who dare oppose the Order. I remain faithful in our cause, and am eager to report our further success as the tides of war turn inexorably in our favor.

To the return of Zuorr!

Your Faithful servant and Seneschal,
Wymound