This letter is directed towards one Kriv King of Imps, and Calla Queen
of Pixies.

For a long time now, the land of Minia has been split into two different
lands, the land of the imps and the land of the pixies in a constant
fight for dominance or just a pure hatred between them. All my life Ive
known of this hatred between the imps and pixies but never understood
why there was such hatred nor have I done anything about it, after all
who am I but just an orphaned imp who grew up on the streets of Ashtan.
What possibly could I do to stop this hatred? The answer was discovered
by me recently and the answer is information that will prove a link that
the pixies and the imps may not be as different as everyone has thought
in the past.

A few months ago I was talking to a friend of mine, who asked about a
locket I wear, (a silver locket with a picture of a faded person in it)
I told her it was found with me in the bog south of Ashtan by Haag the
witch who took me in and cleaned me up before she turned me over to the
foster care system in Ashtan. I believed for most of my life that this
locket was a gift from my parents as a sort of retribution for
abandoning me, and that somehow the picture inside was to be my future
husband. I believed that until when I went to show my friend the lockets
details it fell from my hand and the picture fell out as well as a note
folded three times and placed under the picture.

The note said the following:

Dearest child
Hopefully when you are able to read this note you will understand the
particular circumstances that me and your father are in. You may believe
that you are a imp, but let me set you straight and tell you that you
are only half-imp, the truth is what we wished to hide, for you see your
father is a pixie, and I your mother am an imp.
While I may just be a commoner, your father happens to be a very
important pixie, the King of pixies to be exact, Jeoss. While its been
common practice for some pixies and imps to go against the traditional
marriage of imp with imp or pixie with pixie, the practice of a married
royal with a unmarried commoner is one of which is totally taboo. I
believe my King Kriv has found out some how that I have had relations
with the pixies as some other imps have had, and it angers him to a
point where he would pay to know that some pixies are dead. I also
believe that Kriv has it in for some imps as well and so I had to leave
my home and hide you with a friend of mine, Haag.
Three days before you were born I left Minia with Jeoss and headed
towards Ashtan where I believe we would be safe and able to start a new
life. Along the way we noticed that we were being followed by some hired
help of Kriv, and some hired help from Calla as well, and so we tried to
loose them in the bog but somehow one of the assassins arrows found its
mark, and your father was hit. With you on your way and the assassins
hot on my trail I made it to Haags cottage where you were born, Haag
said that she would hide you away since they had no idea when you were
to be born and that would give me enough time to head out towards
Ashtan, where we would meet in a weeks time, and this locket would be a
keepsake with a picture of your father in it forever.
Love always,
your mother Frinn

As I now see that I, just like a lot of the other imps that roam the
land outside of Minia may not be true imps but rather a new breed. The
truth might even fall within the land of Minia as well as some
undiscovered relations within the royal homes that you do live in.

But this is just one point, my next point is of a request that there be
a time of peace, that imps shall not hunt down pixies to sell to you for
your own personal satisfaction and vise versa for an attempt of revenge.
If needed I will go to Minia myself and mediate a meeting between You
Kriv, and You Calla in an attempt to reconcile the relations between the
two (or three) races that reside in the small land in which you live.

If you feel that it is time to let your "differences" not be a factor in
your hatred, and wish to heal the wounds that keep both of you at each
others throats, Then and would like to further express your thoughts of
the imps, the pixies and the imprachauns (in which I now claim to be),
then please contact me and we will bring a new beginning to the mother
land of Minia.

Thank you for your time,
Misty Storm - The Imprechaun

Penned by my hand on the 10th of Midautumn, in the year 125 MA.