Dear Iopnic Jum of Sewer Town

Hello again fellow historian, I'm writing another entry for your annals. As always, my writings are dedicated to the memory of the dead. I therefore have included the following obituary, on this twenty and third day of Alturiak, year 1373 of our realm. In the frozen caverns of the Underdark near Sanctuary, past the windy canyon, on the 23rd day of Alturiak, 1373, Gadriel the True was slain by Zau the Unwise in defense of his ward, the imprisoned demon Sars'saline. His body was not buried, because his soul ascended to heaven at the moment of its passing. Gadriel's sword remains in possession of a Grimwarden. The demon he warded was freed by Strife the Green and still walks the realms, in service of the False Flame.

In view of the following events, I add the following message in memory of the dead: there's a luck that lies in not getting what you thought you wanted but instead getting something else, which you may be smart enough to see is what you would have been going to have wanted, if you had known before you started, but should you be given what you wanted at first, even though its not the thing that you didn't want, you shouldn't be content, and go for the thing that you didn't want, for it is what you would've wanted. Humbly yours, Grimwarden Robin Widirbrook

Dear Iopnic Jum of Sewer Town

I hope this letter finds you in good health, Mr. Jum. I'm writing another entry to be included in your annals and records of Sanctuary. As always, the obituary is dedicated to the memory of the dead, submitted on this 2nd day of Ches, in the year 1373 or our realm.

In the sewers below the drow city of Traensyr, on the first day of Ches, 1373, Will the Openhanded was taken to his lord, Ilmater, after being offered to Slimes of Ghaunadaur. His life was exchanged for passage into the temple of Lloth where Tobias the Cunning sought and stole the spider jewel of Lloth. Will was universally regarded as benevolent and selfless and gave his life willingly so that Tobias might succeed in his defilement of the drow temple.

On reflection of his death, I add the following epitaph and message: human sacrifice should always be done in moderation. Too much human sacrifice appears exorbitant and immodest - two qualities completely incongruence with humble appeasement of a god. In Memory of the Dead, Grimwarden Robin Widirbrook

Iopnic Jum eagerly reads over his latest mail.