Role

Chapter 8

1st Day of the Sun, Month of Long Shadows
My son has spoken to a GODDESS!!! MY son! As I write this I hold in my hand the letter
that I just received this day from that courier I paid. It has been months since last I
heard from Drogh but it was worth the wait. He was not only in the presence of a Goddess, but
they spoke! She read a poem of his he says! I could not be more proud of my son. Of course
the horrible part is I can't share it with anyone here, it is too dangerous. They might follow
the courier one day and find him. But he says he is growing strong, learning, and with the help
of this Iunna he now follows, he thinks he will grow not only in body and mind but in his
self, his core. I always knew he held such strong convictions but it is good to see him working
toward achieving more in life than simply being a slavemaster or thief or some such. Oh! I almost
forgot to mention, the letter arrived only moments after the most recent visit by the king's
mage's investigators. The swine. They beat Nozh but at least they left him here. Losing him
would mean bad days, and I don't want to give up this hovel we call a home. It's better than
living out in the caverns, with the drow and cavefishers and hook horrors wandering around.
But stil, a Goddess! I hope he lives up to her expectations. Almost as important as a mother's!