Dajeil
The Fruits of the Bloodlines
cy 2143 : 12th day of the Tiger
The secret language of touch that Curevar has employed allows your daughter to communicate freely and in total security. Dajeil maintains a firm grasp of your hand as you travel and the depth of emotion and expression she can achieve through this tender touch is bewildering in it's complexity. Never have you been in the presence of such confident power. You are almost frightened by her maturity.
"You have nothing to fear from me, mother," she says through her fingers. "And your concerns of impending infertility are groundless. I shall expect many brothers and sisters you know ! Loramas knew what she was doing. You are more resilient than you might expect...any creature that has endured what you have and survived is bound to have hardened herself.
"Your dangers will be external, I think. We are the cusp time of this universe. If all the requirements are met and I can reach Kai Mountain to deliver my speech to mankind then all will end well. If, however, we are stopped or one of us drops by the wayside all will end. The universe will collapse within hours and all upon it will suffer the most hideous of fates at the hands of the Maelstrom. That power is at the very crux of this - and all previous - universes. I do not expect it to simply roll over and die. I fear we will have to fight it every step of the way.
"What I am coming to is that you, and all your companions, will face the most excruciating choices and decisions. The Maelstrom plays dirty. So must we. Though I would not have you repeat this only myself and you, mother, are important here. Although I love your friends dearly you must not have any illusions. They are all potential traitors.
"I know what you are thinking, but the best traitors are unaware of the fact. Hyuga, Anstran, Curevar...these are the weak links in our party. They will be the prime candidates for the Maelstrom's attentions for they are the best equipped to destroy everything. Of course this is only speculation...but it is what I would do in the same position. Maltorb will also have his say in this affair before it is over. You must be aware of the dangers and guard against them.
"It is not all bad news, however. Your friends are at the peak of their abilities and should be able to cope with much of the mundane trouble. I am currently growing at the rate of about one year for every day travelled. I intend to remain in the form of a teenager when puberty sets in for I will be at my greatest potential and will be at the height of my charismatic capabilities. You need not concern yourself with my adolescence. It will be swift and not nearly as profound as yours. I have the genetic makeup of millions of pubescent teenage girls within me and will draw upon their experiences to come through it. I expect nobody but you will notice the change (apart from the obvious physical differences).
"We should also prepare for the appearance of some of Greyhawk's elder statesmen. Promethius and The Unmaker are sure to appear at some stage. I can feel the Dark One's approach through the twisted avenues of Time. Unfortunately both these primal beings have a virtually a free hand. When I speak they will cease to exist and Greyhawk will be free of their shackles. Until then we must guard against their power. It is best if our conversation remains secret. There is no need to spread panic..."