Lam,
I am deeply moved by your concern for our cousin. You're efforts toward his well-being come as no surprise to me. Though you both are seen rarely among the Auren, for me, your affection has never been in doubt.
I would counsel you to take care with our cousin. His path is not your path. Yet, in truth the goal is the same. My prayer is that by walking different paths, you may together aid each the other more than were you walking together, as the fish, the birds, the flowers and fruit each give sustenance to the Arbora.
I am glad that you have such faith in my ability to lead. I do not. The question of who should lead is still undecided. Although many among out tribe feel that I would be the most qualified, there are others, myself included, who would consider Lucium to be the one our grandfather preferred. However, this may not be. I have yet to discuss the matter with him. I am sure that of all people, he would have been trusted with our grandfather's last instructions for us; just as he was told to undertake his current quest. When he returns, he will no doubt guide us to the right path.
He will however need help. Since the passing of our grandfather, many leaders of the Auren have sought to take for themselves some portion of his power. Some outsiders have even tried to be named Patriarch of the Tribe. Master Airst and a few other allies have secured for me this temporary position, while we try to discern the successor. None know that we are awaiting Lucium's return.
As you no doubt realize this information is dangerous to communicate. I have sent this letter by a messenger I trust. I await your reply from the same spirit. Please destroy this letter after that.
Likewise, keep your love of Lucium, myself and the Auren secret. We may soon find ourselves and our allies beset with corruption on all sides. I cannot speak of it for certain, but Lucium will need all the allies he can get.
your cousin,
Davood
Lucium,
How I envy you your pilgrimage to the sacred isle. In my youth I dreamed of setting my feet upon the land and meditating upon its eerie stillness. I had fantasized about bringing back motes of sacred dust to honor the trees which shelter and care for us. But ultimately I am a child of the trees, bound to them and my family as I am bound to my own limbs.
I pray you quest has met fruition. Since your absence the Tree of Life, has given no water. Her vessels have run dry. At first I feared her soul was withering. She would not respond to my prayers, except to ask of you. Large growths soon appeared across her branches. These have varied in color and have begun to bloom as flowers. I do not know what to think. Such a thing has never happened before. All the while her spirit weakens. If you do not return soon, I fear we will all die.
In that vein, your family also needs you. Airst has succeeded in convincing the Counsel of Auren to accept me as a temporary. I pray that soon we can name our grandfather's heir.
your cousin,
Davood
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Notes, The letter to Lam was written earlier before the situation with the life tree got so bad.
Also regarding the name Auren; this is confusing. The name is used not only for the tribe, but also a caste of warrior-poets, in the vein of Samurai, to which Lucium and Davood belong. Adding to the confusion, many of Auren come from the tribe Auren.
The Masters of the Auren are called T'Auren. The Grandfather's name was also T'Auren.
If there's a lesson behind all of this, its don't be lazy: think of new name.
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