There is a conspicuous absence of correspondence and writings by the navigator during the remainder of the summer and early fall until this letter to Kildare’s priest. The letter is almost sortid and gossipy, possibly explaining his later run in with the rogue Igraine.
Honorable Brother Perry,
I wish first to apologize for departing without much detail and for taking Gallon from your mission to attend me on this summer’s expedition. Regrettably we were unsuccessful on many fronts, and I do hope you have fared better. I am again away from Havenhill on the morrow, and have missed you again. I hope you will trust that I have not forgotten my pledge to assist you in restoring the chapel we found ruined during last year’s incursion. It is amazing to me to think that it has already been a year passed, and another winter is drawing near –where has the time gone?
As I had said, I am traveling again, this time with a small group of the refugees [presumed to be from Ironhelm, Prinzfeld or Oakenburg] who wish to resettle in the capitol. Amongst them is a particularly curious young lady who apparently believes I have forgotten her. Her name is Igraine la fey, be wary of her if she should cross your path. I am not one given to gossip but in this case the consequences of mistaking this beauty for an ally could be grave. She is quite fetching, with a bright golden tresses and brilliant eyes that reflect a hint of sadness. She is of slight build with a peculiar identifying mark; her olven heritage has given her slender and sharp ears but they point downward, and the tips turn inward close to her head making them difficult to notice. She was a necromancy student at the Bar Harbor academy during my brief enrollment there. She was implicated in the disappearance of another student and was known to have seduced an instructor which eventually led to his own dismissal. She continued on at the school only briefly after that and then vanished into the underworld of the south district.
I cannot say how she came to be amongst the group of refugees but I know that she is shunned by more than a few of them. She is precisely the callous, cynical, and calculating woman that gives so many a bad names; she is of a type I can’t quite name or explain but that I cannot tolerate.
Today she has presented herself asking to join the venture to the capitol but I suspect she may return to Havenhill seeking to curry favor of Cromwell or other gentlemen known for susceptibility to the charms of an alluring young woman that might show them interest and a hint of lusty titillation. She might travel between the two cities carrying on illicit activities and you should be aware that she could harm your parishioners. I am sure she will not harm me, for she is aware of who and what I am, and while she believes I am clueless about her, I know at worst she will pilfer a few components or coins, of which I have few.
When I arrive at Gryax, Nastia will assuredly defend her territory and drive the would-be seductress away; possibly back towards you. Do not tolerate her wickedness; drive her from your sight she will not be turned to the narrow path of the wise fool.
Best wishes for all successes dear friend,
The Magoi Sir Kildare Redding
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