*This envelope is sealed with an adequte adhesive.

The address reads: Lucas Stephenwolf Stephenwolf Estate Heliogabalus, Damara*

Brother,

It has been long since I have written you and I assure you that the worst circumstances have kept me from honoring my end of our agreement. In truth, this is the first time I have been able to write in, what I imagine to be, at least a couple years. Where I have been, it was most difficult to follow the progression of the sun and the moon, for there is no sky to find them in. I do know this, it has been so long, that I find myself wondering where to begin, which is not a good sign.

I should have listened more carefully to the rumors of the Drow, and a passage to the underdark. My mind was so focused on my mission, that it failed to alert me to the dangers. My companions and I were caught, through Drow trickery, and forced into their mines as slaves. It is a horrible thing to be a possesion. My freedom is too fresh to dwell much on this at this time, I promise to give you more detail later.

You read correctly, freedom. That is the good news. However, as often is the case, good news comes coupled with bad news more then it should be. I am in a town called Sanctuary. A city buried deep in the underdark, that has lost the way back to the surface world. This letter will not reach you anytime soon, for the means of getting it to you are beyond me.

These people are lost, but I am not. It is my destiny to be here. A celestial brought me here for a reason. My purpose is here with these people, to be a light for those who would otherwise dwell in darkness. When I have regained my strength, I will continue the work I began when I left the estate, the work of Ilmater, the work of my ancestors.

You were no bigger then a badger when I first left, but by now I am certain our Mother, and your father have begun your schooling. Soon you will be chasing girls around the market. My greatest fear is that, with me gone, you will forget. Do not give into your father's line of thoughts, keep the poor in your heart. Though he has probably written me off for dead and blamed it on my ideologies, keep Ilmater close. Be generous and kind to those less fourtunate. Though you may not realize it, you too come from humble roots. Take care of mother.

Even if I can not send, I promise to write. We will see each other again, when my work here is done.

-Michael

*This envelope is sealed with an adequte adhesive.

The address reads: Lucas Stephenwolf Stephenwolf Estate Heliogabalus, Damara*

Brother,

Once again it has been far too long since I have written. So much has happened that I know not where to begin. Sanctuary has become my home, and my work continues here as diligently, even possibly more diligently, then it did on the surface. I am building a temple, a house of light, for all of the poor souls in this city.

The going is not easy, there are many corrupted in this city. I try to bring them to the light, but more often then not, they are uninterested. It is my belief that the temple, once built, will help. I have met many friends, honest folk and even a few other Ilmatari.

My thoughts turn to you often. I hope you are well. Keep mother safe, and your father away from the sweets, both literal and otherwise. Grow to be the man I know that you can be, honest and brave.

-Michael

*This envelope is sealed with an adequte adhesive.

The address reads: Lucas Stephenwolf Stephenwolf Estate Heliogabalus, Damara*

Brother,

I have heard the voice of God. I have seen the depths of hell. My purpose is clear to all by myself.

-Michael

*This envelope is sealed with an adequte adhesive.

The address reads: Lucas Stephenwolf Stephenwolf Estate Heliogabalus, Damara*

Brother,

The house is being built, I should be joyful. Instead, I hold this deep sorrow for the man lost and the secret given. Ilmater must want me to know, he is with me. I am nothing if not an instrument of his will.

He will forgive me if I am wrong and I will sit next to him in heaven, but what of the people? What of the children and the house and my work. They need me, they need us. They are my family now.

I need you brother. I need to know you are safe.

I will embark into the unknown with rightoues fury. Into those furious pits of hell I will make a stand for the light of the holy triad. In the name of the faithful and for the souls of the city, they shall come to no harm. As long as I shall live, it will bring them no harm.

The heavens fight for me, so I will fight for them. The war wages on, I can feel the whole of the world shake with its might. The dark will be stamped out and there will finally be peace.

Be strong. I am with you always.

-Michael