While Sapience has made valiant effort and significant progress in seeing to Delve's safety in my absence, I return now with grave news and still graver portents.

My search for the newborn Eld'akathi has taken me far and wide, through lands harsh and laden with enemies. Many miles I have walked, and I can taste aught but ash in my mouth.

I have found the newborn. But I did not find it first.

Once more I call upon Sapience, this time as a show of force in numbers great, to join me within the Dramedo Crags upon the 18th day of what you call Niuran.

There, I, and Warmaster Rhav Maslak, shall negotiate for the newborn - praises be to the Helm for Their beatific design and unfathomable wisdom, curses upon those who would deny Their will - to be safely turned over to us.

This is a matter of great import.

Kull Ervenn,
Prelate of the Helm

Penned by my hand on Quensday, the 7th of Niuran, in the year 506 MA.