Treygarth, old friend, I hope this reaches you in good health. The years since I've last seen you have grown far too long and sadly I now reach out in fear. Phoenocia has decided to annex Trysvil, forcing the ruling church to denounce their god. I fear that their appetite may not be sated with Trysvil and they may turn toward the other continents. Please, I beg you to return...The rest of the letter was destroyed at the time of collection.