My Dear Livia,

Allow me to start by expressing my deepest condolences. Hamish held a special place in all of our hearts, so believe me when I say our side regrets his loss also. Although we may have clashed a multitude of times on the battlefield, there is also no shortage to the times we exchanged pleasantries over refreshments. Indeed, you will recall I called for a temporary ceasefire, once I was informed of his death. I regret to say many of my colleagues are still in mourning, so this is not a call to resume the fight.

I know you two shared a special relationship. I hesitate to call it romantic, for what it was went far beyond that, but I must, for there is no word yet developed able to amply describe the bond you shared. I have felt it also, the way each and every iota of magic called to his; the way even intercourse does not fulfil the need to conjoin yourselves. I have felt the loss, also, a special one being ripped away far too suddenly, the way magic and energy simply does not ignite as it used to. Neither description does either justice.

The corpse is, of course, irretrievable, scattered by many hundreds of foul summons. They are our common enemy, your side and mine, as I am sure you know, and although you may find our methods similar to the dark mages residing in that accursed land, if you were to know the sheer quantity of resources spent containing them, such thoughts would be swiftly banished. This letter is not a call for aid respecting them, either, as I am sure your side spends equal or exceeding time attempting the same.

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Rather, this is an offer of assistance. We do have necromatics working with us - purely working to calm those already raised, allow me to assure you - but if you were to agree, they are indeed willing to capture the soul of your lover and grant it a sort of new life. I was offered the same, once, and there is nothing I regret more than considering too long. It is too late for Gernath, and I beseech you, do not make the same mistake with Hamish.

All we ask for in return is to add your power to ours. We do already have a multitude of healers, but Hamish told us in no small detail of the prodigy that is your magic. We would not ask you to do anything you do not currently do, and indeed, only to bolster those parts of our work no differe

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