Greetings Chief Mogrul,
I trust that this letter reaches you and your clan in good time and sees them doing well. News has reached me through certain channels, the same ones that will be delivering this letter, that our unsteady hold upon Dunkolk has finally collapsed, though not by the fifth legion as we feared. Strangely, some small party of meddlers managed to upset that bloodthirsty Aurelius from his throne of bones and shut down our portal so dearly constructed in the wake of the previous upset to our plans.
The city is of no more use to us and has become a liability, as you can no doubt imagine. Instead of keeping the empire from establishing another foothold upon the border, we are now facing a fully fortified port that can reinforce their efforts in conquering the north, though hopefully not before next spring. It is therefore imperative that your tribe keeps a close watch on the roads and makes sure that no kobold spies sneak up the coast unnoticed. Not all of them will so easily defect as Aurelius did, and the empire itself is certainly opposed to our work.
You should also consider the possibility that the same meddlesome party might be returning up the roads, and if they are, it would be wise to stop them. Were they to slip by with any evidence of us, I might not be able to provide any more support for you beyond what I have already done. Supposedly there should only be three left from the five who disrupted matters. Aurelius at least took two of them down it seems, though the imp is vague in his details. There is a sylph magician, an eastern tribeswoman, and a masked figure if the description helps, though I doubt any others would be on the road.
On matters of a larger scope, the senior members are still bickering over who will take over the position of Low Chancellor since the position opened, but none are coming to the top. I myself have been waiting to enact the plan I detailed in my last letter, so you may hear of some success in a short while. If some of the other members contact you and attempt to buy your loyalty more than I have, know that I hold greater generosity for my friends than they can claim, and have certainly shown greater wrath toward my enemies. The caves I cleaned those filthy druids out of for you should show that well enough. I hear that you have re-purposed one's skull into a stew-boll, so you will doubtless remember it better than I even.
One final caution, and this is perhaps the most pressing, we have heard little from the Eastern Chancellor ever since he headed into the mountains chasing rumors of some dark tower filled with fell artifacts. Were he to show up again, the entire balance might be in shift once again, especially if the drow exodus is involved as some fear. No good can come of their involvement, and we have worked too long to suffer more delays to the plan. Just a year or two more and we might finally open stable portals, hidden better than the one at Dunkolk.
Yours in confidence,
~T
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