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I write to inform you that our mission to relieve the plight of Kalkamedies met with success. I must admit that I had my trepidations regarding this assignment, allow a sleepwalking old man to lead us through the dead of night. However, your suspicions were indeed correct, the old man did lead us straight to the black edifice. I do regret that he did not possess details maps of the area, nor is my knowledge of such cartography skills up to the task, an oversight I hope to quickly resolve in my future duties to the Grand Lodge.
As for the Black Edifice, I believe the structure was of Thallasion design and origin. The entirety of the structure phases in and out of existence with the light of the moon, quite a unique defense. I would hate to imagine what happens to those within should the building phase out with a living being within. Initial scans of the structure indicate an overwhelming aura of conjuration, far more powerful than any I have seen to date. I believe this place was part of the Thallosian School of Sloth, a powerful cabal of conjurers from ages long past.
After exploring the upper level of the Black Edifice, Kalkamedes lead us in his stupor to the lower levels. Within lied a nightmare, a powerful demon, an enslaved azata, and an dragon turned to undeath. A difficult task indeed for an inexperienced band of pathfinders such as ourselves, but we were up to the challenge this day. Sadly we lost 2 of our companions to the savage claws of the gelugion. Thankfully they will be able to be returned to life. As for me, I must admit, after tending to the ghaele, I heard her in my mind... and for a moment, it was as a burden had been lifted from my very heart. I know not what it was she did to me-- no, what she did for me, but I know now where I belong. I've at last found purpose in my life, a reason for being...
I am a Pathfinder...