Demoni Vankil - Letter Three
I immediately recognized the signs of Täuku and their abominable craft—tearing at the very elements of nature to do their bidding. A terrifying race.
Demoni Vankil is the historical and award-winning work of Höbin Luckyfeller, and the precursor to Chronicles of a Hero.
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My Beloved Ethany,
It has been thirty-one days since I have beheld your lovely face and my heart aches for you and the girls.
I am told it is safe for me to send letters now, as we have finally arrived at the hidden place. Where none will search and nothing will be found. It’s fit for dwarves, I’m sure, but not the likes of me. But I thank the stars that we have traveled safely, for it was a long and arduous trip. Our camp is so remote, I fear regular communications will be challenging. I shall write you faithfully and send my messages in bundles as often as the opportunity arises.
Oh, what I have seen during my travels, Ethany!
Dragons! True as the red in my beard, I beheld a full grown dragon near the winter foothills not more than a week into our journey. The beast was so large its wings blotted out the rays of the sun several times. My heart was pounding as we kept to the trees to protect the horses. As it shrieked through the sky, I started but the Gypsy in our party, Shiro by name, laughed at me before he explained it was a female in search of food for her young. That cry scared beasts into movement, providing her with a successful hunt. For Melody’s sake, I had hoped to see a young beast in the sky, but my searching was for naught.
The Kutollum are a jolly people, my love, full of lore and hope for the future. Their leader, Hammel, is a soft-spoken dwarf and appears thoughtful. Being well versed in the history of their race, he occupied many tedious days with ancient stories of his ancestors. The most interesting being why they migrated north to the ice wastelands. We have some things in common. Hammel also has two daughters, of whom he speaks dearly.
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