I write to my Lordship so that he will know my promise to serve him in all ways is upheld, and my performance sure and certain in everything that I do, though it is a sore misery to be apart. Yet it is my most fervent hope that we may meet together again.
I have wandered far and wide through a dark, waterless land, seeking for those men who would harm us and hunt us down. While a pitiable few exist in a great state of poverty and distress, and probably will soon become extinct, a large number have flocked to the black banners of the Enemy. These are the vilest sort of men who engage in idol-worship, slave trading, and practicing the dark arts of sorcery.
They show what Men are capable of doing, and how far they have strayed from the light of nature. They are contrary to it, opposed to it, and the world is full of their corruption which they feed upon and cherish. From poor stock they arose, this fruitless and unfaithful race, and nothing good should be expected from it, for as a weak and spindly tree is scarcely ever known to be grafted into a better stock, so these men are by their very natures wicked and wrathful, and it seems an impossible thing to reclaim them, and change them from oppositional to friendly. They are intent on doing grave injury to your emissary, but I will not give up, my Lord, nay, I am only made more determined to show them the folly of their ways, and that their current state is perilous.
My Lordship would be pleased to know of the great skill and efficiency of my dealings, and that I waste no more words with these men, as a sharp crack upon the head is always more enlightening to the obstinate and perverse than any parley. This only proves the deep interest I have in their welfare, and by it, they see how misguided they are become, and how real and hearty my care and concern is for them, and how earnestly I follow my Lordship’s commands. And by it, assure my Lord that I will always remain his most loyal and useful servant,
Parnard Teludarion
