the threats were based on me ignoring what I found. maybe another would simply not have found it, if I told no one and walked away it would remain hidden. I dont think i’m special in this case. just the mook who found it.
I recently set out to investigate the stories that were being told about the academy, the propaganda that was being spread against us, and found that they were being attributed to “terribly mysterious” individuals whose features were “shrouded in shadows.” As I worked to undermine and correct these stories, it became apparent that I was attracting some untoward attention.
Eventually, I was presented with a letter that read “Your Lying Words, Shall Come to Pass, But My Harshest Decree Be Like Broken Glass. My Regards To Your Masters. I Hope They Remember Me From DolMorgan.” This letter then dissipated and the words seemed to leap off the paper, and Rent through my body, leaving great bleeding wounds which would not close. I managed to stagger to an itinerant preacher who saved me from death, but since then my glamour has been… depressing at best. I can’t defend against someone who can rend me by post…
I’d initially thought this was the work of the Storyteller, but on reflection it seems more likely to be the work of the Shadow/Warlock/Dragon: Whatever they are, they terrify me.
It strikes me that they recognize you as a threat, Ray. You are one of our most accomplished graduates and it is clear you disrupted their plans by meddling in their efforts to undermine your stories. We cannot diverge off that path, to keep the truth out there for better or worse.
If you are, however, to continue breaking their propoganda press we need to ensure you are given back up.
As the Gatekeeper indicated this all comes back to stories maling the world …go round? The Shadow may wish to topple that or seize control of it?