Garnon,
I am now in North Katalam. I am leaving the lake tomorrow. Jeminu, Jemini, and the others will accompany me.
We must stay concealed, as the Elyos and Asmodians are still unaware of our Ide. The Reians will not sit by and watch their greed consume us.
I know your concerns, and your warnings... you were right, in a way. I failed to find any of Siel's Relics and am in dire straits, but at least I can do this for our people. At least I can obtain some Ide.
I won’t let previous failures discourage me. I'll find a way to get free.
I promise to return the Ide to the Reian Tribe and you. We will have power--more than anyone.
Dear Garnon,
The news about me may have spread to Sarpan and Tiamaranta.
You must have been shocked to hear that I went missing. Perhaps this note can alleviate some of that weight.
I remember the moment you asked me to take care of myself when I left for Katalam. I tried, but now here I am, imprisoned in what looks to be a research center.
They plan to expose me to Ide, to see the effect it has on Reians. If I can get free, I can use this to my advantage.
Will I ever return home? Will I ever see you again? All these questions weigh heavily on my mind.
I hope I can make you proud at least once before the end.
Garnon,
I have found a window of escape, and the Ide exposure is worsening. The Beritra Army moved me from the research center to another place. I don't think I'm in Katalam anymore.
They're forcing me to work on an old Danuar weapon. I haven't succeeded in doing anything yet, but I can only hope that I never do. This type of power cannot be obtained by Beritra, or we will all be doomed.
Maybe if I just stop working, they'll let me die in peace. A fool's hope... but that's the only kind left.
Garnon, did Jeminu and Jemini arrive in Tiamaranta safely? I hope they did.
I am in need of help.