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Public News Post #6379

A discarded letter shuffled into the pages.....

Written by: Frog-King Oonagh Mulariad, the Ulangian Ranger
Date: Sunday, October 11th, 2020
Addressed to: Everyone

[Shuffled into the newsboards, a slip of kawhe stained parchment slips out]
To whom it may concern,

I prepare for a dangerous mission.

Numerous of my fellow Grook who were willing, have drafted an adventuring party with myself at the head. Years ago, the Malevolent One gifted me a glimpse of what remains of my homeland, Ulangi, and the condition it rested in was anything short of catastrophic. Long has the toxic environment kept even the Gods Themselves away, but no longer. No longer must my people languish in a diaspora from our homeland, and it is in this missive I swear that one day the people will return.

In my personal party is one trained in the Elements, a young aspiring Archivist, a practitioner of Shadow, and a bright Luminary who will remain unnamed. With these diverse bonds forged in agreement there shall be result brought to our ancestral home, or we shall perish with our last breaths trying to salvage it to the very end.

Oorangu, I know you have avoided the conversation with me on numerous occasions, faith in the rivers shall guide our people home. Goruk-rik! You have my oath, and as a Legionnaire, that oath is my bond.

I pray to the Sapience Pantheon for safe travels. To those who took me in as family, my heart swells knowing a love in which I would have never experienced, for that I have been blessed and am richer for knowing you.

Creator guide us.

Oonagh Mulariad

Penned by my hand on Quensday, the 23rd of Haernos, in the year 490 MA.

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