Drifting Tides

391 years, 5 days since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer
1st month of Akroeg the Ram in the year of the Crystal Snow Hare.

[Faint blotches mark the scroll, apparently from snow drifting in and landing on the material]

It has been some time since I last wrote. Tidings are grim with invasions often hitting the Crossing as of late. Several weeks ago, before returning to Ratha, I helped recover the fallen, whom were many. Assassins struck from the darkness dropping many where they stood to fight other foes. What these events mean is still beyond my sight.

The only other import of notice has been visions of unusual and striking potency, some of which have even driven me to my knees. Their exact meanings still defy my predictions and studies.