Lord of Lahar
I begin this journal in the hope that its subjects never find it. I have seen enough of them to know that they are a house, no a people, of many secrets. I have seen enough to doubt that I will last long should they label me "threat". What is worse is that I have exposed my family to them. I have instructed Parthenia to keep Riley and Mccala in Heldrayth whenever I return to business in Lahar, but I do not know if that is far enough to keep them safe should my concerns prove valid. And my dear Adam. I all but sold him into their hands...these Corvus are foreign and do not respect our ways. I grant that they try, it is one of the reasons that they were willing to bind themselves to my family as they have...so that we could help them acclamate. But they are resistent.
And Adam...I fear he is their's now, and they treat him as such. Without the dignity of his station. I've watched them batter him about like a sack of grain, with their drills and lessons. They want to make him something called Haita or Heitan or something like that. A protector. A servant of their house. Adam never wanted knighthood and now I have forced him into something worse. I only pray the alliance is worth the price of purchase. Trade is still flagging, morale in the city is the lowest it has ever been. These people have crowded our streets, set their winged pets loose everywhere, and generally cause a great deal of unrest among the common classes. They chant strange words and the rumor spreading from the warrens is that they practice some form of devilry.
They pay the rumors no mind though I am certain they are aware. But I wonder what it is they are hiding: all they do is talk, and train, and swish about in their fine cloths. They laugh at our armor and use the most peculiar weapons and combat forms I have ever seen: spear, whip, chain... They seem too confident (I have never seen any of the main house walk with a weapon at all). So hopefully my curiosity can be forgiven. If I am to toe the line with these Madrasin strangers, if I am to continue to break bread with them, share tales with them, and hold them out as family, then I would know them. But that leaves the question of where to begin.
Little enough is known. Pyrri-Madras (as they call their homeland) lies beyond the desolation we call the Wildlands. They seem to have a different name for the place but my tired mind cannot recall it at present. I know only that they were exiled, but I can find no quick reference to their claim upon our land. House Hitzemon has claimed Lahar for roughly the last two hundred seventy-five years! Their claim must be centuries old. I sought more but the records are sealed in the restricted portions of Heldrayth's royal archives. Perhaps I can quietly request a special dispensation to explore its shelves. Further, it seems I am not the only one with some curiosity about my new partners. I received an anonymous missive claiming that House Corvus's exile is the result of some grand treason, but the source is dubious and I haven't much else on which to draw.
Perhaps there is some credence to the thing. Vein sent me many letters from the front, when he was still living. In one that I have found he describes a line of watchtowers, set along the Boterin border with the Wildlands. He says that he could see them stretching far to the north and that they continued past the Boterin borders in that direction. But there was no wall and none of the towers were manned. Certainly watchtowers are not made simply for aesthetic value, if there is nothing to watch they are a waste. Judging by the description they seem ment to mark the Wildlands rather than Boterin or its northern neighbor. So who did they watch, why not erect a wall? The Aurn managed to cross without trouble so if the goal was to keep these exiles out...
Too many questions, and not enough answers. I will see what else I can learn of them.
~ Kasting Hitzemon,