Our leaders are dead. The Giver of Breath has been taken from us. My people have not been kind and they have struggled for many years now in the aftermath of the War of the Three Widows.

We beseech that you return the shards of the Giver of Breath to us. We cannot offer gold, glory, or promises as the people of Delve have. I can only hope that we bring honor to the god that looked over us for so many ages and thank you.

Blessings of the air upon you,

Tengetengti

Penned by my hand on Tisday, the 23rd of Haernos, in the year 462 MA.