*I gaze upon the rising yellow orb and muse*

The second Book of Sin has slipped from my grasp, but it is not the disaster that it would at first appear. Granted, not having them is a set back, but I know where one already is. As for the second, I will soon track that down and gain it. No. The important thing is I have the key that opens all 8 and only a very select few know of its existence. On there own the books they are not that powerful, even together they are lacking somewhat. No. The important thing is what these books lead to, the power that will be gained and to know that you must have the key! The key only I have! May be, for the moment, it is better that they are scattered. As long as I know where they all are and when the time is right, everything will be mine.

The yellow town is in a state of chaos and confusion just now. This is good even though I am not behind it. Whilst eyes are turned and attention is focused elsewhere it will allow me to quietly make my moves. In fact there is a state of chaos all around this land. Yew is in the grip of some sort of futile peasant revolt and Vesper is in political turmoil. The fact that I had or have no influence over these happenings is irrelevant. Internal strife is just as effective as setting city against city the result is the same. Chaos abounds and that pleases me. It is no co-incidence that all this chaos has followed hard on the heels of the destruction of Magincia.

Even Faeryl’s allies are seeing my way is right. *laughs* Her most loyal priestess, Xun’riia, now recognises I am right. She came to me, meekly, and gave me her loyalty. Ah yes, they all want to be on the winning side, for some though it may be too late. *laughs more* The game I play is long and set backs are inevitable, the trick is to turn those set backs to your advantage. Spin the webs of deceit and chaos but always seem to be in control, even when you are not.

My campaign to discredit that crazy mage Muldran continues. Once again I was able to foil his attempts with the thing that is Kendra. His magic failed again in front of many eyes and now his stock gets lower. I invited him back to our stronghold and sewed more doubts into his mind. And the doubts are clearly there; I can see it in his eyes. Soon I will have complete control over him and yet another bastion of order will fall into chaos.

A rare stroll through the yellow town brings a surprise, my little Kaldorian friend has returned. Things have just got even better… *chuckles with great amusement*

I watch, I assess, I report.

Vel'drav l' sil'in qu'ellar d'Hun’ett zotrethen……Jal zhal sha-rasa!!!

Lloth tlu laoles, dosst handmaiden orn naut hojh dos!!!!