Friend,

We haven't met, but I'm suspect you've heard of me: Aurin Guerini, the hero of the Canal. I fear the Watchers and Spelltyrants may come after me soon. I've written down their many insults to the people of Lower, and I hope you'll consider selling copies to enlightened friends. We can speak in person if coin is needed.

Aurin Guerini

Life Under Spelltyrant Hegemony By Aurin Guerini Hero of the Canal

The details of my life are rather unimportant. My story is similar to every freedom loving man who has walked the streets of Lower and wanted nothing more than to be free - finally - from the cruel whips of my masters. I learned to fight and hook a man with a spear during my years in the Sembian Royal Navy. Pirate whoresons sold me to drow when my ship was boarded. I escaped a few years back, and I've seen my share of Upper spitting on Lower.

The span of my existence is a parable of the evils of Upper despots and proof that they dabble in slavery when it suits their needs. We all remember the brutal reign of the Tigereye slavers. Their rule was a nightmare, even while they were kept on the leash of their Upperscum masters. A few years back, a wench I was keen on was beaten and robbed by one of their men. I did the honorable thing and killed the bastard after he'd passed out from a long night of drinking, but not without being caught myself. They carted me off to Upper and declared that I was to be executed for my 'crimes' and such. Slavers protect their own, and they weren't about to question the rule of their duergar pets. Expecting to die, I was quite surprised to be smuggled out of the city and carted off to Traensyr's slave markets. The Watch - the very 'men' who claim to protect us - were selling anyone who crossed them to the drow! House Jultar snatched me up, but they couldn't keep me from the people I loved.

When I returned, I discovered that the Tigereyes had taken everything I cared about. While they were on Upper's payroll, they sacrificed my only son to Deep Duerra for victory in battle and the Captain took my beautiful wife for his private harem. My brother was sold to one of their contacts at Mur, and the wench I'd been seeing in my spare time was gutted in the streets. That day, I swore revenge against their corruption and devilry! I fought them alongside Warlord Tooth, and I struggled against their pet Ledskir when he tried to take hold of Lower. In recent days, I liberated the Canal from the Slugcrawl goblin clan so that the people of Lower could finance their struggle against Upper oppression through trade.

Recently, they've struck down a great man of Lower. The brother of Jher Lysik was murdered in a farce of a trial so they could lay the foundation for an invasion of Lower. James Lysik was a great, freedom loving man who did nothing but seek the Way and attempt to better the lives of the people of Lower. Similarly, Pearce Danielson was murdered in cold blood as well. His father may have been a filthy scab, but Pearce was a true patriot of Lower.

Now we face invasion, and perhaps annihilation, as the blood-stained hands of Upper attempt to take hold of Upper's throat. Let my suffering be all the proof necessary to justly kill an Agent or Watcher. When they descend into your noble home, do not lie complacent! Resist!

Jum makes some changes, before filing it into his large catalogue.