As I listen to my sister, Mairya, give praise and glory to you, Lord Innoruuk, I watched in awe and entrancement at the numerous rapt faces taking in her message of hate and power. It makes my black heart beat stronger with the knowledge that there are so many true Tier’dal that support the Queen and her servitude to you, my dark father! We shall soon rise once more as the prophecy in the Book of Hate has noted. I can only hope that I shall be there when it comes to fruition.

I know that our path will not be an easy one, for who with hate in their hearts ever takes the easy path? That is for the weak and cowardly. Your servants Eilistraee and Skia have brought information to us about these enemies. It is disgusting how so many of our brothers and sisters have thrown their support to the lying traitor who claims himself King. May they all burn in your fiery vengeance my father, for none of them are fit to live with you on your plane of existence.

The news that Priestess Eilistraee brings to us is that the traitor is mustering support from the Lodge of the Dead the Queen’s own domain! He is harboring and training them in a place known as Befallen, a ruined temple that resides within the West Commons. This shall not do my Father! Our rage burns white hot on this subject and we shall destroy those who have forsaken the Lodge of the Dead and now conspire against our Queen. Only one shall be spared, Iblisz Di’Malebolge’s father. He gave his life to protect our rightful ruler and is now forever condemned to reside within the halls of Befallen…all else, my father, is blood to whet our swords upon.

Priestess Skia’s information is equally distressing, if not more so. Through doing services for your church she has come to the realization that we are ingratiating ourselves to the traitor! The council was shocked and horrified by this revelation! How can your clergy serve a false king! There was talk of breaking with the church, but a wise Ogre by the name of Ogla spoke with insight. Her suggestion was to continue our dealings with the church, keeping ears and eyes open to learn of new plots; and as we do so to plant the seeds of doubt and deceit within those opposing the Queen.

Matron Mairya was very taken by the wisdom of the Ogre and bade her to come forward. As Ogla approached a shadowy assailant attacked her. The brave and wise Ogre grappled with the being but was burned as she did so, and for a moment it seemed that this enigma would triumph! However, when she called forth all of her hate she vanquished her foe in an extraordinary maneuver she called, “The Pancake.” She was called into the council after she did away with her foe, may she serve the Father and the Queen forever!

Once this assailant was dealt with, we learned further information about why your church has forsaken itself. The information was given to us after Warder Zalos completed his test of hatred. He informed the council that your High Priest has done something something vile, my Lord. He has fallen in love! He throws away his rights and honor for a useless emotion that shall never let him claim the glory that you show us!

No sooner was this information known to us, Dyspair, my young brother, stood up and offered himself as an emissary to the church. His hope is that he may gain the trust of the High Priest and garner his secrets for the council to use. Many do not think that he will be able to succeed in his quest, but with the proper instruction from your servants Niplia, Eilistraee, Skia, Mysharra, and myself, I am certain that he will be victorious.

My only hope, Father, is that Dyspair continue his training in combat with someone knowledgeable of the skills. I believe one that could do this is a new member of the council, Xdextrox Bloodblade. He proved himself courageous and pure in his hatred as priestess Skia administered his test. I know that he, as well all, will serve you to our fullest capacity of hatred. May victory be ours, and may the reign of the Endless Night be here within our grasp!