Dear Nimue,
Thanks for
reminding me about the postmasters. I miss you so much. As you can
see, I switched to using chimera runes. Nobody here can read them,
including Hermes. The Faeries haven't hired any chimeras for man
memory. Although faerie memory is slightly better, they can't
remember the last chimera employed by the court here either. Faeries
look down on us to the point that although a significant part of the
diplomatic mail going in and out of this court is written on chimera
runes, their Natural Surveillance Apparatus and other sixteen secret
police organizations don't have any chimera speakers in their
service.
Since our official
correspondence uses Norse runes, Hermóðr can't read
Chimera. I know that he has chimeras working for him, but as long you
don't offend them, their translations are somewhat selective. I have
always been friendly with Elyzanna, who is in charge of them. She is
very gentle and has beautiful falcon wings.
Anyway,
most things here remain the same. The same couple of tribes provide
most of the soldiers for the imperial legions. The Empire makes sure
the conditions in those regions remain harsh and the regions remain
underdeveloped to ensure the toughness of legionaries. But, as it has
always been, the legions can't get enough recruits from those same
few tribes so they supplement their numbers by accepting soldiers
from outside the borders. Officers of course come mostly from the
noble families. One of the peculiarities here is that they all
pretend that nobility doesn't exist. Yahweh aids the human empire in
this by providing the Mist of Truth for the eyes of human tribemen.
I miss
you so much. Without being able touch your soft fur, the nights feel
so lonely.
Yours
truly,
Gareth
