TORN LOYALTIES

The fighting has gone on for months. I am afraid to say it but I think we are losing the battle. Hordes of orcs stream out of Crushbone relentlessly. Dark elves are pouring out from the coast. Some say they arrived via a titanic teleport arch built by the dark elves deep in the uncharted seas of the Ocean of Tears. Wave after wave Teir'Dal dragoons are pouring out of the ancient teleport spires heading towards my beloved Felwithe. I am there now defending the walls of the city but I am tired. I am not any use in melee combat and between the meager ration supplies and almost no sleep, my magic stores are almost depleted. I find it hard tonight to even lift my hand to write this. Now I have just heard that Flue has been injured. I have been told it is not life threatening and they are working to get him here so the clerics can tend to him. I must admit physically and emotionally I am exhausted and disheartened. I am not sure how much longer I can go on like this. Also, I received communication from my parents recently and the children are asking for their parents. They don’t understand what is going on I feel torn between my family and my obligation towards Felwithe.