Throughout the last year, a handful of you have been assisting in trying to help find a way to deal with my counterpart. For those who do not know the full story, essentially I made a foolish mistake and through the errors of my ritualwork, was bound with a certain plot of land in Kormyre. A man named Galen found my notes and attempted to fix that ritual and was similarly bound, except his spirit was altered in the process. What was left was a being full of rage, anger, and ambition. Currently, three of your fellow Travancians have been marked by him and are targets of his ire. At this point, I have exhausted myself in trying to keep him in check. This may be the last missive I can send. Some of you have been working on finding a way to fix the problem. I have been storing as much power as I can to be able to bring those of you willing to assist to our lands. I will open the passageway near your inn sometime after 2 bells in the afternoon on Saturday of this coming feast. I appreciate all your hard work and I hope we can bring this to a close.