Primidi, Floréal, décade 23, DCCLXXXIX.
In fairness to Rurik, he may just drive a hard bargain. I doubt that the forthcoming negotiations will be short – just like home!
So Jane reincarnates and has done so for millennia. I finally have some clarity regarding her unusual statements – she carries with her memories of countless lives. And unfortunately, it’s the traumatic ones that have surfaced lately: her death during the Battle of the Crag, for instance. I cannot pretend to grasp how it would feel to be continuously reborn, nor can I imagine the immense burden it would entail. Even so, the Crag was decimated nearly two thousand years ago, and the turncoat mercenaries from Dur’Khuzun are long since dead. Any direct legacy of theirs is ash on the wind, and the social-historical context has changed considerably since. The past has shaped the present, yes, but it is not shackled to its vices. If it were, the world would have been physically dragged to the Hells aeons ago. I digress – Jane and I have some disagreements in this matter. She’s languishing in the dead air of the past, I draw my breath for the future!
As Pierre would say whenever marking the conclusion of an inconclusive polemic: in varietate concordia.