Dear Fellow Traveler

Glade trotted determinedly forward, a multicolored sea of fleeing villagers in her wake. As her strong legs carried her forward at a brisk pace, her mind wandered. She shivered, tossing her mane and rustling the letter tucked into her foreleg band.

"Mages of Ivras: A Call to the Hunt has been issued by Archeon Miriam, esteemed leader of the Order. A vile Monster has been sighted in the Sunless Jungle, and all local Mages are commanded to prepare for battle and advance towards this area immediately. Twisting mages into despicable, destructive, monstrous forms seems to be the inevitable result of the corruptive nature of magic, and provides further proof that Mages must not be allowed to roam freely outside of Order control."

'This won't end well for anyone,' Glade thought, kicking up dust as she journeyed towards the location indicated in the letter. Normally she would choose a meandering path, crossing through friendly villages and wandering lush forests on her way towards the jungle, but this was simply too urgent to delay. She took the most direct path - a main road from Namarast. As the group of refugees receded into the distance, the road quieted, and she found herself once again alone with her thoughts. 

'What am I to do against a monster this large? Hm. Whatever I can...'

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