Frost 74th, 121- Morning - Just as the hustle and bustle of a day in Kalzasi is underway, Kalzasi has a day where the clouds are dense and light, but no snow is falling and the winds are quiet. In central Karnor, a vicious blizzard is underway, and rumors of the airship, the Merry Behemoth and its escort, the dragon rider Kisorika Novalys, going missing have begun to spread through the city.
But on this day, every single one of Talon's offices received a letter, delivered by hired, well known and trusted couriers that were commonly used to deliver to these locations. These letters all arrived precisely at the same time. On the outside of the soft white envelope were no words, but the wax seal that kept them enclosed showed a pair of broken wings set in blood red wax. Within these letters were the same, identical words.
For you to look, to truly see what I want you to see,
Out over the frozen beauty, the heart of Kalzasi,
Of that which means most to you,
Lake Udori, the life giver of your people
Since I cannot come to you,
Duty will bring you to me.
If you will not come,
E. will continue to bloody your hands.
In the mountains.
And a moment later, the air was filled with the booming explosion as the peak of Horned Beak was knocked from its mountain home, sending an avalanche downward. This wiped out the fishing village of Shanwei in an instant, and caused an icy, tidal surge that began devastating every port on the eastern and southern coasts of Lake Udori. The devastation was swift, massive, and would have ramifications for years to come.
The couriers of the letters knew little. The names on the purchasing paperwork they'd be given were all fakes, people who never existed. The letters themselves held no touches of magic upon them, no differentiating features between them. Paper made in the Kalzasi way, ink and wax much the same.
