-5- Correspondence

Clausius closed his eyes and the world fell around him like a house of cards. Without focus, the thoughts rebuilt themselves into visions, though fuzzy and lacking in substance. As verified by the Entity, these visions were prophetic, but what good was a prophecy if the writing remained undecipherable? For perhaps the better part of a year he had them off and on. When luck was with him, he could make out images, and sometimes faces, though they were often confused with people he had known such that it was difficult to tell at any given time whether the face he remember was from a dream or from his memory. One face in particular haunted his dreams for many months. She was a young girl, with jet black hair and dark robes; human in appearance, though the wicked gleam in her eyes betrayed a heritage that was anything but innocent... A knock at the door broke Clausius from his dreams. It was well past the ninth hour, yet someone found it necessary to pay him a visit. Reluctantly, he opened the door to the face of a familiar kenku courier bearing a large scroll tube. "Pardon the intrusion Clausius, but this message came with the instruction that it be delivered immediately upon receipt." Clausius nodded and accepted the tube, which bore the seal of the Wizard's Guild along its side. It was the reply he was waiting for, within a week of sending it as his friends in the guild were always quick to answer his correspondence. "Come in a moment," he replied to the courier, who was soaked from the rain. Clausius walked to the main archives, with the kenku close behind, and made his way over to the desk which still sat cluttered with various objects. Scooting them to the side, he broke the seal on the tube and tipped it over. A roll of heavy parchments fell out onto the table, each bearing the seal of the Guild. The first he read near the fire: In response to your letter received on the second week of Eleasias, we have convened and discussed your inquiries: To your first question, by our methods, this one you call Bosch is who he says he is. His records in the guild are also in tact, as there was never a claim made to his wealth. We shall expect a visit from him shortly to have his records updated or otherwise removed from the repository. To your second question, it is curious you know of the details of our encounter with this girl you so vividly describe. She was declined the opportuntiy to study here due to an impure bloodline that we cannot place, though her skills with the weave are exceptional. Attached is our report on this girl, which you should find more informative that I can make it to be. It is also convenient that you should send us this inquiry, as we have something that we need to discuss with you and your faction. Some recent information has come to our attention concerning the imbalance of powers in the realms. While we would like to have you come in person to the High Tower, we realize that you are not as fit for travel as you may have been 200 years ago, and so we will accept any trusted representative to appear before us at either's convenience. The next few pages were the official reports on Bosch and the girl who remained nameless on all pages. Clausius pulled a piece of paper from his desk and prepared a reply: To the High Council of the Wizard's Guild, I will make preparations to send a representative you are no doubt familiar with. The Simbul is currently attending to clan affairs in the east, but I will ask that she convene with the council at her earliest convenience. In regards to the information you have provided on both of my inquiries, I thank you for the help in these matters. The business with Bosch's records will be reconciled as soon as he returns from a trip of the utmost importance. The future of our humble faction relies on his success in this journey, and so I ask that you be patient until such time as the plans are finalized. With warmest regards, Clausius Sagacus Sealing the letter in wax, Clausius imprinted the Sagacus crest upon it and handed it to the courier with confidence that it would reach its destination with the greatest of speeds.