A letter to the elders

[Talleyman99]

Sitting in a room in the wyntir state a small bit of food falls before a fiendish looking Rat. "So what do you think of Kale" The dark armored form of Grann spoke to the large rat as it ate, finally looking up to him with a hissed squeak. A smirk would draw across his face "Your right, what do you care of him." The Rat taking it's prize and scurrying under a desk. "Well I'll tell you of him then Perhaps squeaker, you and him will be "Friends" one day. Ever scene I found him upon that Island amongst the wilds ship wrecked. I though it funny one man was so willing to feed his friends to me." cracking another small smirk. " Such actions amused me and needed proper investigation. I stalked these men watching them though the nights. This took from my goals studying the blood taken from the lizard inhabitants and the taste of power found with in. Non the less the time was well spent as I found, a kindred spirit A faithful Of the Dark Father Colibrus. An odd place to find one of the faithful, perhaps this was no mild mishap maybe there was something more to this chance meeting. I took Kale with me showing him where to wait for the ship to return, in the mean time it was nice to have fresh blood, while I continued my studies. With my return to Sudren I brought Kale into the fold, allied him with the backhand and he has shown to be a very astute Colibrite. Playing the political game of being a worshiper of the vampire god with in Sudren, as such worship is not outlawed but the valleys misguided dogooders seem to have other views. Either way Squeaker, He has Proven himself over and over to myself, I'd like to think that itself means something to my elders and the blood god. Though I suppose we will have to wait and see if the Dark father chooses to pass any gifts to this one. Or of the Elders will allow him to taste a smaller hint of the gifts we all seek." The rat hissed once more, and with a wave of Granns hand it faded back into the the realm it had been summoned. " Really do not need anymore of your remarks I'll be sending in the letter with or with out you." His last words spoken to an empty room he moves to the desk taking ink and quill to parchment.