An extract from the writings of Dusk, the Listener:

"Opportunities are never to be wasted. Your mission is thus: venture to the heart of the Rival's seat of power upon the Prime. Assume the identity of his follower - the kidnapped one, we have provided her memories and appearance for you to don - and advance His Great Work. Sow strife where you are able. Wreak discontent with each clandestine act. Turn those who are of use to us and pull the strings of the rest. See this through to the end."

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5th of Ero, in the year 641 AF


I have arrived and they realise nothing.


The insertion has gone better than planned, and the information taken from the subject has already been of use.


One of them, Alynna, attempted to interrogate me searching for any falsehoods in my words, but she does not know who she is truly dealing with. They feel as if they have been manipulated, but instead of investigating further, they have simply taken me at my word and moved on.


I have also found her dwellings. They are meagre and not fitting for one such as myself, but I will make the proper modifications to them and begin His Work.

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15th of Sarapin, in the year 655 AF


Requiring further investigation:


- There are those that may be of use to Father, but I must draw them here first.

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1st of Mayan, in the year 664 AF


The first pawn has been drawn here. Her exodus from the trees was more noticeable than I would have preferred, but it gained her great favour with those here.


I look forward to working with her in the future.

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17th of Miraman, in the year 697 AF

The Rival has not been seen in some time, but the last sightings showed him to be different, less aggressive. Because of this, His followers are in disarray. The squabble amongst themselves, turning on each other. Some revel in their work to suppress the others, and the city weakens.

This has made my part of The Great Work much easier. I continue my watch, plying those that are malleable, continuing to prepare this place for His eventual victory.

My machinations have begun to bear fruit.

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22nd of Valnuary, in the year 736 AF


His Faith grows around Him again. They have come to me and the daemon Prophet to locate some texts that are sacred to them. My identity held, but the sensations I felt emanating from that daemon gave me pause.


I must correct the issue with communication, and make my reports known to the others.


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Penned by My hand on the 23rd of Aeguary, in the year 767 AF.