Topic: A Letter to the Cattle from the Ravager

FirstOne

Date: 2007-12-25 12:39 EST
A black envelope with a small white card atop it, tied together with a black silk ribbon arrived on a random reporter's desk quite suddenly as if by magic. The card read "To anyone, from the Ravager" in dark red ink

The envelope when opened if ever opened, would have the following message

"To the Cattle of Rhydin and any wouldbe heroes and fools, I the so called Ravager as ravaged your rotten city for sometime now, and i have had much fun doing it. Just so you know its me, i placed painted Eye symbols at several of my victims' homes, a detail left out by the Authorities, such as the pathetic Watch is in this place. To date i have murdered at least 70 fools, cattle all, and how sweet they tasted. Their sceams were most satisfying to my ears. As for that little bombing of those two apartment buildings, last week in the Marketplace, during the pathetic YuleTide market, that was my doing too. But that was not so fun. So i made up for it during the Winter Solstice.

And now of course while you cattle celebrate this sad and pointless hoilday of what you call Christmas ot YuleTide, opening your gifts, which many will really not be happy with, and have dinner with family and friends, which will end up in a fight anyways, remeber there is a wolf among the sheep, a lion among the cattle, preying on you, and tearing you apart. So have fun, while you can, and you may never know, you might get a visitor, though you wont like the visit."

signed the Ravager

P.S." To anyone who is going to examine this letter, don't waste your breath, i am no fool, i used some minor alteration magic to write this letter, both the ink and the paper are common, and i don't have fingerprints. As for trying to find out who bought this, i am a shapeshifter, i'll give any fool of a hero who cares to try and find me, that much. I would never buy supplies of this nature in my true form. And as there are a myriad of shapeshifters, both natrual and those who magic to shapeshift, good luck. So bye bye for now, and happy hunting."

Tera Destre

Date: 2007-12-25 21:22 EST
Des was seated at her desk avoiding working on her articles for the next issue of The Oracle, something she was very good at doing. She was sipping her caf? mocha from that little shop she and Gav went to when in RhyDin when suddenly a letter appeared upon her desk.

A person would think this would be a startling event and cause chaos and perhaps even some confusion or even concern. Not for the cowgirl Queen when she was mostly off in another world enjoying the deliciously chocolatey goodness mingled with the heavenly taste of coffee. Des was in a state close to bliss with eyes half-closed and mind pleasantly drifting as she sipped her third morning cup of coffee. Thank goodness for all those cubby holes she had set up on her desk to block Amal?s view of her from Amal?s glass fronted office!

She wasn?t shocked when between one sip and glance to her desktop and the next an envelope appeared. She was however curious as she noted it was black and had a black ribbon tied on it. It had been her experience in town that black didn?t bode well for the receiver but this one also had a card and the card was white. Strange because with all the rest of it black she would have thought the card would be black to match. But true to evil form the ink on the white card was red and she knew she had guessed right.

If Des were going to be honest, which in this case she was not going to be with anyone, she didn?t even read what was written on the white card in the red ink. Nope! The cowgirl Queen took one look at the black envelope with a black ribbon and white card with red ink and got out her own paper and pen. She had far too much to live for and really enjoyed her life with her beloved husband and daughter. She wanted nothing to do with anything evil or nasty and from all experience this letter screamed evil and nasty from the get go.

The good news was she knew plenty of evil and nasty people she could go to for help with evil and nasty and not get in trouble in the process, or at least she hoped she wouldn?t get in trouble in the process. Only time would tell for sure she reckoned. She wrote a letter and then with the tweezers she kept in her desk drawer she picked up the black envelope and card and stuffed it inside a RhyDin Package Service (RPS) packet and sealed it up right properly.

Des then glanced around the desk area and stood up to put her jacket, fur-lined gloves, scarf, and knit hat on. She picked up the packet and her caf? mocha then out of the office building she went and home in order to send the packet to the Tayladras Adept using the only means of contacting her she had.

The letter read:

Dear Fire,

I ain?t asked ya for nothing lately but this here showed up on my Oracle office desk from out of no where today. I would appreciate it if ya would take a look see and let me know what is going on. I have a daughter to think about now days that needs me.

Thank ya kindly,
Des

FireSong

Date: 2008-01-05 01:35 EST
A tiny humming bird was given enough magical energy to see it on it?s journey along with her reply. Firesong implanted directions in the bird?s mind to get it to the intended recipient. The protections she placed upon it were feather light to not inhibit the tiny creature?s speed allowing it to traverse the long distance and evade predators.

The message would appear to Destre when the humming bird found her. It would be as though Fire herself stood addressing the Queen dressed in Mage robes against the backdrop of her home Vale.

?Heyla Kestra Destre. It is to be hoped the Royal Family are doing well. I have done a seeking upon the missive sent me. It is safe to handle. It appears a mere boastful murder?s rambling about their kills. Ye will find the original missive ye sent upon ye desk exactly as it was sent to me should ye desire to print such.?

Fire gave a slight bow then without a sound the spell ended and her image disappeared from view.