To
Anagarata, Queen of the Delta,
Great
Mistress,
Appended
is a summary of my discussions with the renegade Gold. If what this
inhuman creature says can be believed, we may need to prepare for the
worst. Even so, I fear that our best preparations may not be sufficient.
Briefly,
this individual claims that his superiors have been ignoring or suppressing
convincing evidence that the Bluesmoke Volcano (within which the Mostali
complex of Gemborg is located) is in imminent danger of a catastrophic
eruption. He claims to represent a dissident movement determined to
do something about it.
It is
uncertain exactly what constitutes an "imminent danger", to a dwarf:
at times he appears to be be speaking of events many generations distant,
or of probabilities so remote as to be implausible. Still, to the Mostali
this may indeed warrant extreme preventative action. I would remind
my Mistress of the prophecies of the End of the Age, and indeed the
recent belligerence of the Caladrians (following the tragic spiritual
dismemberment of Your erstwhile husband) should give us all pause for
thought.
Returning
to our informant: a new "dysfunction" (i.e. heresy) is allegedly growing
within the complex. They call themselves the "Evacuationists", but are
more crudely referred to as "Shitters" by their less alarmist brethren
(whom they, in turn, call the "Squatters" -- discourse between Mostali
with variant views is less polite, it seems, than the traditional translations
represent [cf.
note]).
According
to this, our sole source, they are confecting elaborate plans for relocating
the entire Gemborg community to some other site. Our information is
that for normal Mostali such a migration (or eviction) would be inconceivably
traumatic. Certainly more traumatic than the comparatively minor matter
of waging a genocidal war of extermination (backed with the rumoured
Black Powder atrocity-weapons) against the present inhabitants of whatever
land they choose to migrate to.
Whatever
the truth of his allegations, this Gold is a worrying symptom. Either
he is correctly informed, in which case we may expect (or fear) a gradual
exodus of like-minded Mostali from Gemborg, possibly to be followed
by a catastrophic eruption and/or military invasion; or else he is incorrect,
in which case the Golds of Gemborg count erratic and irrational individuals
among their number; or, finally, he is deliberately giving us this information,
perhaps for experimental purposes, quite irrespective of its truth or
falsehood. He may be working for either side, if indeed there are sides.
Bluntly, we have no way of knowing whether there is any such movement
as the Evacuationists. Until it is too late.
I am
at a loss, and do not know how to proceed. The Gemborg Mostali may be
judging us on my next action, and I fear lest the worst may result from
my ill-considered choice. If only the Caladrians were less impetuous,
less excitable! I beg you to respond in haste: call Conclave, consult
the other Queens, but let me know how to proceed. The safest answer
may be to terminate this Gold, but who knows what signals that action
may send to his controllers beneath the Bluesmoke Volcano? I dare not
make any move without your wise guidance.
Your
Humble Servant,
Ahnahnkahteht
of Notchet