*Translated as best as possible from a scrawled, near-illegible slate
recovered from the Xeeth Laboratories...

Time... time... it came, my turn, Promised... a Promise. He's not happy
I escaped. Promised... must protect... Basin. Deliver the words. Wrote
them down so I won't forget. I burrowed up, get out, deliver the words.
The time has come. They came, are they here to hurt me? No, safe? Maybe.

I have no army this time... protect... protect them! Promised.

I'll make one, I sense them, that's what I need. Strong psionics, combat
him, and the other him. He's dangerous. They don't know! Deliver the
words. They need to know.

...

Screams and screaming, they don't understand! ...just one more cut.
Enough flesh? I remember flesh... They will understand... one day. I
promised... Promise... Am I too late?

Remove the kephera carapace... soft flesh beneath... no not the inner
worm... can't kill... no killing... SAVE THEM. Save them all!

He has come. He is dangerous... why me? ...Promise.

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*Found on various notes in a refuse bin...

"The birds flew high, squawking distress, while the clock keeper bonged
a blackened sound. The honourable flock fled to catch bugs next."

"I found those lost cogs you asked about, there were buried in the dirt
near some worms. They seem fine though, no better or worse."

"Today I saw the spiders spin words into their web, it was most
intriguing. It is the pattern I expected for the season."

"These thorns grow tiresome amidst the worms, they damage my garden.
Unfortunate they are not poison to each other, but I can handle it."

"The heat of the day was bright and bursting. It caused my worms to
shrivel, despite my best efforts, nothing seems to help now."

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Kiani 8th, 487 CE:

Several reports confirm the initial suspicions, psionics users are most
afflicted by the turbulence currently. I am told the Temporal Conclave
reported a Code Black to Marquis Yarith Shevat, while psionicists there
- Lady Sylandra Shevat, Ascendant Ejderha Zayah, Lady Zyphora
Windwhisper, and Marquis Khydan Shevat - attempted communication. It is
unsurprising they were unsuccessful. My own experts agree this is not a
sentient force.

From the Glomdoring, Shadow Warden Athree and Dark Marshall Veyils
Ysav'rai approached the illithoid for answers. Neither Master Otekrug or
Cthoglogg, the High Ritualist, were forthcoming or informed. A pity,
though perhaps it is well, considering... The bloodthirsty illithoid
seemed to only wish a cease of the pain, I require wiser courses of
action, of course. No matter.

Undaunted, it seemed Shadow Warden Athree sought wiser consultation in
the Wise Lady and Master Quettle. The latter bespoke of trying some tea
and meditation for the headaches. I cannot say I agree with that, but
thankfully, my skills and arts are not affected by this phenomena.

What transpired next was more disconcerting than all the above.

A sink hole was heard and from it a gibbering madman appeared. My
sources have yet to report more details, I shall keep you posted.

Kiani 13th, 487 CE:

The insane dracnari came bearing prophecy, a dire one. I fear this man.
Hopefully, he is come too late and will not cause much trouble.

He brought with him, upon his skin and within a parchment, a true Verse
of Magnora. It is almost time now.

In better news, it seems the combined forces of the Basin are more
preoccupied with the recent kidnapping of Queen Tutotophet and Overseer
Cyaratalegur. From Chairman Falaeron Shevat, recently elected Emissary
Doman Trueflight, Ascendant Ejderha Zayah and Marquis Maligorn Shevat,
all were too busy to contemplate the madman's words. This is very well
for us.

Lady Zyphora Windwhisper found evidence to confirm the kidnapping was
done by the same insane dracnari. This also works well in our favour.

Shadow Warden Athree and Dark Marshall Veyils Ysav'rai, joined by
Marquessa Chirbi Faefyre, approached Ambassador Ilogbog who did not know
much either. Though I am told the illithoid starting spying heavily on
the kephera around this time.

High Priest Yishughom performed a blood-binding ritual with Lady Grey
Vatul Feyranti as witnessed by Marquis Cazanto d'Vanecu and Dilettante
Eitelbeth. The shared affliction manifests quite unusually. Blackouts,
bloody noses, falling over in pain... but the overall and largest
complaint are the headaches. I shall monitor these results, they are
curious. Something else is breaking through and I only hope it shall not
interfere. We are too close!

Vestian 11th, 487 CE:

Their hands were finally tipped: the kephera and illithoid have grown
their forces considerably by teaching their deadliest arts to Hallifax
and Gaudiguch respectively. It is exactly as we hoped. Now we see the
full horizon, every piece of the chessboard clearly visible.

Unfortunately, the two kidnapped individuals of note were found.
Marquessa Orventa Trueflight and Marquis Nelras Shevat led the way to
consult the kephera when things got worse. Likewise, Count Danquik,
Viscountess Eicia D'Varden, Mistress Anelissa and Marquessa Esoneyuna
Talnara in Gaudiguch consulted their own expert.

Amusingly both of the captives were found together, missing limbs, first
found by Marquis Ushaara and Marquis Maligorn Shevat, then Marquessa
Esoneyuna Talnara, the kidnapper already fled from the scene in the
Xeeth Laboratories.

I am told Tifja in Gaudiguch aided the mangled illithoid by regrowing
strange limbs, perhaps this would be useful to harness in future.

Enough idle conjecture. All stories point to one thing: this insane
madman, by the name of Qetuo, is dangerous to our plans. He has gone
into hiding but I shall send word to keep an eye out for him.

One final matter for your review, though I cannot understand its import
yet: the psionic headaches have not stopped. I find no correlation to
this Qetuo and the psionic events, but I rule nothing out as taught. So
I await, watch and report.


Penned by My hand on the 1st of Dvarsh, in the year 487 CE.