There stood the mountain... Mount Arenval. A black mass facing the moon.
Raphael raised his hand and pulled a tightly sealed leather scroll from his cloak. On the table that never left his balcony, he spread the parchment and held a quill made from the feathers of the northern ravens. Then he dipped it into ink that does not dry easily.
He wrote:
"To my brother... King Yaram,
From the shield of the academy.
I have found evidence of one of the Black Moon's sites
in the heights of Arenval.
The Black Moon left its mark.
Send those you trust to survive, not just those you love.
Raphael"
He carefully rolled the message and sealed it with the academy's emblem: a shield splitting the sun in half. Then he summoned a messenger bird a gray eagle with glassy eyes placed the letter in its claws, and released it into the king's sky.
