I shall relate a harrowing experience this evening while looking for spined leather in Ilshenar. I came across several Elf brigands which were no problem to dispatch. So too were the Ratmen of the regular variety. I had even bought a book from a Vendor in Skara Brae earlier in the week to distinguish the three kinds apart, but I was in for more of an experience my body could handle--Ratman Mage magic...the horrors!

I, in fact, had trouble just the very last one, who had used a number of despicable spells of unknown orgin on me. My body went cold once then, but I was able to gate back to Moonglow and get refreshed to finally overcome the first of many true challenges this evening.

I had regained my health and strength and thus defeated the Elf Brigands, but then came the last Ratman Mage...my most dreaded enemy. I did fine with the first one...healing myself quickly enough to keep up with the onslaught those pesky mages tend to have....

...But then...as the Realm was about to go to sleep, I was knocked cold, not just once but four times over...I could not recover my possesions and save face it seemed. It was then I decided to go to Luna in the land of Malas. I knew that someone might keep the mage at bay long enough to slay the devil.

It was when all my hope was gone, mere minutes before the clocks struck that damning hour, that a person called Lustivia came forth in a quick manner to lend assistance.

In short time my prized possesion that the despicable Ratman Mage had stolen from my cold body was recovered---and a debt of gratitude (for not having to be killed many times over) is now owed by my feeble tailor soul.

I was unable to get even a sketch of this noble person...but was left only with the bidding words: "Thank Sin."

I only know of one Sin, but I shall leave all judgement to who that may be to the gods and their judgments. But I am thankful for Sin or whomever helped me this eve in saving my wits and my livelihood!

I shall be much more careful near those red-clad Ratman Mages or I shall suffer a far worse fate than even my poor soul can imagine.

Safe travels,
Elias of Arundel

Your welcome Elias... I have many allies in the land, and all are instructed to help those of Paxoku and other cities when they are able...