I would greatly desire for you to write back. Please do so.

- Chand Sugarblade

[scribbled in a foul bloody ink]

Your attack was simply at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Death comes for us all, but for the weak it comes swifter.

-S.W.

You do not understand.

Urogalan is death. He comes for all.

And right now he is coming for you.

-C.S.

Your bowels sang a different story as they emptied on the mountainside.

If you wish me, Come and find me.

Show me the hunting ability of this "Hound".

I'll be waiting.

Our blood mixed upon the earth, wolf. Do not state it as so one-sided.

But remember, Sanguine, that the entire fury of Yondalla and her children is present. Not merely the Black Hound. If I had time, I would recount each horror that will visit you, but I find that experience is a better gift than words.

Hallow words, Halfrat.

My blood was spilled by you simply because you were not of concern. The human was my target. Had I focused on you, we would not be having this conversation.

Your hound's duty is pure, but his follower is foolish.

If you wish to meet him so soon, I shall usher you to him gladly. I tire of wasting fresh blood upon your deaf ears.

Then let it begin.

[the letter is never collected]