*The first winds of winter bear a scattered murder or ravens across Osterra’s central continent and the halls of its various factions. The sealed scrolls they carry are marked with a raven perched on a sword with the following message.*
My Friends – I trust this missive finds your people in good health and may the blessing of the Lords of Light help keep them so. I beg your indulgence for my long absence from council and knightly matters, for the many tasks at Haven required my attention.
I write with joyous tidings – for construction at Haven has at last been completed. All the basic structures are now in place and will be improved over time, resources allowing. This is your victory, my friends, and that of the Realm – savor it, but also use it. This is a place of learning, refuge, and parlay for all factions with love for Osterra in their heart.
And we have not been idle here - Shield recruits are patrolling the nearby tradeways and villages, and it seems that Dawn’s Hope and Silver Twilight have yet managed to keep the demons at bay – at least in the surrounding hills here. Please continue to send promising candidates here for training. I understand that the voyages of explorations on the new Continent have wrought both discovery and loss. Strange, troubling visions have often visited my dreams – I know not if they were a sign of your struggles or something else.
Word of the coming Winter Council has reached Haven. I shall be there and would talk with as many factions and Sentinels as attend - to hear of your travails and how Haven may be of service. If not already agreed, I hereby also call for a Knights Council - that those gathered may weigh matters of the Realm. As a Knight of the Realm, I call for that Council to also hear from any in need of aid, a boon or for counsel.
May the Lords of Light continue to guide and protect us all.