My Dear Brother William,
Gruwald was beyond our worst nightmares. I fear we barely escaped there with out lives, and we have definitely chosen a side in the coming battles. May Obad Hai have mercy upon us all, we fought the Inquisitors. I think we made the right choice, but by the gods, there is an enormous difference between continuing the clandestine practice of magic in defiance of the king's edict and taking up arms against his very soldiers! We are quite out of our depth here, and fleeing as I write this to the city of the elves. After what we witnessed this day, our only faint hope may lie with a people who live and breath magic. The abbey and all of Goyem Valley no longer need protection solely from the kobolds; they also need a sanctuary from the Inquisitors.After
discovering the kobold infestation at Cowick Abbey, and eventually
fighting our way though them to seek help for the abbey and the town of Meadowcroft, we finally arrived at Gruwald. With us was the merchant Markam, recently a prisoner of those filthy vermin, grateful for his rescue and return home. As we dragged into town, intent on finding the head of their militia and requesting aid, we were woefully unprepared for what we did find.