Valiant, The world is cold, and quiet. The chill in my heart feels as though I stand at the heart of winter, even if I know it is not so. I feel truly alone...save for you. I hear that you have done well and struck a mighty blow against Zhaitan. I also hear that, along with the firstborn Trahearne, you have at last begun the true battle—the invasion of Orr. Rumors of my companions abound. Rytlock and Logan travel north, toward the Citadel of Flame. Zojja chases after Snaff's legacy, never realizing that it is more than golems and crystals. She is in danger. I spoke to Eir at length and managed to convince her that we must go to aid our old friend—but my purpose no longer seems as clear. Not anymore. Why save the world, when everything in it is falling apart? I hear of your victories, and I am reminded—perhaps there is still a reason for hope. We will meet again, soon. —Caithe