We are racing on the
wings of the wind, and propelled by the vigor of the sea, across the
Arctos Ocean to Unoomad.
With the wind as our
ally we will be at our destination within five or so weeks.
Meanwhile my brother
is scouting throughout the land to ascertain how far Palkaan's forces
have reached.
I have not wrote in
a few weeks, and perhaps you do not know what is happening.
I will start from
the beginning.
We have realized we
have underestimated Palkaan.
Unbeknown to us, his
troops encamped at Aldrake was only a fraction of his whole force.
And he has used that
to cover up his real operation, which was a quick invasion of the
western continent starting from Erelli-Lion through Cressenar, and
now up into Unoomad.
But knowing Palkaan
he will not be satisfied with only these; he will continue forward to
Agmar and Asram, and only stop when he has the whole world in
submission to his menacing control.
Lennox immediately
set sail with his troops to Palkaan's next destination and there will
deploy his troops to meet him head-on.
It took my armada
and I a little longer to leave as we had to wait for the army of
Pasarz to replace us in Aldrake.
But once they
arrived we did not need any extra time to depart.
Now we are sailing;
hundreds of ships dotting the aqua blue sea, their white sails
enlarged in the wind and cutting a sharp path through the waves.
Though this journey
is not going to be as enjoyable as the first, I can already predict.
Our supplies are
being exhausted and there is not room for luxury in such a situation.
Food and water are
being rationed, our gunpowder and ammunition is running thin, and if
we cannot gain more we will be in a dire predicament.
I do not have to
state how terrible starvation is, or an outbreak of scurvy when there
is no vegetables to be had.
And we will be at
the mercy of the enemy if we come upon any of Palkaan's forces in
this condition.
But it is a risk we
have to take before we can arrive at Isoloyia, where hopefully we
will receive supplies and be ready for action again.
At least that is
what Lennox says, and I earnestly hope he is correct.
Isoloyia is an
island some distance from the continent Unoomad is located on, and is
not known for their friendly spirit.
The inhabitants of
the island, Vez-Dûnes, are a race similar to ours but with their
heights averaging a foot taller than most men.
There is not many
Vez-Dûn colonies, and as a result I have not been acquainted much
with them, but I have heard that they prefer to live isolated lives
away from others, with Isoloyia being the extreme.
Isoloyia is so
withdrawn and heavily guarded that they will not allow any visitors
as consequence of a previous assassination attempt upon the Isoloyian
ruler.
I do not know how
Lennox managed to reserve an order of supplies from them, but it
matters little as long as we receive it.
Once that happens a
heavy burden will be lifted from my shoulders.
Of course it will
again be replaced by something else, but I will not worry until that
time arrives.
-Emerald de
Gavrillac
Queen of Krespania
