New Hope

We believe we may have found a crack in our prison. There are rumours that a Meet Point has been discovered that allows all to pass through it in both directions. But moreover that it links directly to the Plains of Eternal Flame. My home land. I know the time has been but the blink of an eye since last I was there, yet I yearn for it. I crave the caress of the flame and now this small hope...

My enemies have no doubt learned this news too. The Meet Point is rumoured to lie in land unclaimed by the noble demons of the Sundered Land and is several days hard ride to the north. We have slaughtered horses in the Rite of the Undead, draining their blood and replacing it with Hellfire and Purposeful Spirits. Reborn, these Nightmares require no rest, nor food nor water. Our riders will cover the distance at great speed in their quest to learn the truth, yet I remain irritated by this waiting. My anger is surpassing me. I have slain four of my high priests this very morning out of sheer frustration - I shall feast on their souls later. I sit here with my generals organising supplies and discussing how we secretly mobilise our forces. Their fear smells good and helps calm my mind. If the rumour proves to be true it would be a mighty prize.

There will be much blood spilled over this!