The script is done with needle like precision and excellent legibility, the work of a true scribe.

You are to cease removing names from the list of the dead without the Sanction of the Hands of Jergal. The only benefit I see in this activity of yours is extra coin for your pockets, you do not do it to benefit the town, you do it to benefit your pockets, not your god. You do not even ask a prayer to your respective gods when you remove the name from the list of the doomed. The Faithless do not deserve to have there names removed from the list. Start enforcing a prayer to your respective gods then I will Sanction it.

Rich the Pitiless, Hand of Jergal.

Two letters are returned, separately. The first penned in a quizzically ornate hand, and the second; earthy and pragmatic in its penmanship.

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Rich,

We of The Sacred Cavern do our work by the will of Ibrandul, and he alone. In this, Ibrandul does our home and shelter a doubtless service by granting life anew to those who have lost it, strengthening our defences and indicating there is truly freedom in all things, especially in the lightless caves.

Regards,

Delina Sigerlin High Priestess of the Sacred Cavern

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Scrivener Rich,

I must confess ignorance in the matter, I've seen neither head nor hair of such a list! Is it possible you are mistaken? We Grumbaryn are not overly fond of anarchic change.

~ Falrinn Blackrock

The clergy of Jergal work day in night for all time except for a brief intermission once a year where each name of the dead we have scribed is spoken, if you do not wish to accept this change, perhaps a compromise in which each name of the resurrected is sent to me so I may remove the potential person from my list. I work toward the cause of death, and each person is to be remembered. When all life ends, even that of the gods, the only thing that remains will be this list, where the people who were, and what they achieved will be remembered. The people in this town experience death each day and few are without loss. The works I do make sure each life, each brief abberation of existence where the joys, accomplishments, and sorrows are recorded for the people of there family. You can imagine my consternation in which a name I scribed down in death was suddenly brought back to life by your works and I was not informed until I meet this person again. Forgive the previous phrasing of the original letter I was frustrated with the reason I just gave.

Rich, Hand of Jergal.