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I have heard numerous tales now of a secret codex circulating among the acolytes of our bureaus, both within and without the empire of Augustus. There is no glory in the power I wielded.Ī warning, my beloved. And when they remember me as "The Merciless", do not let it be with praise. Know you can stop fighting, stop killing. So instead, while you still live, know that you can be. I should have understood this, and let you be the pacifist. Your strength is in that, despite your size. The thirst for blood was instilled in you by me. I will not drag this letter out, as I am being dragged out. Perhaps the quickness of the deaths I have visited upon the weak has numbed me to the slow ones. In a life of violence and battle, I am taken by an infection? There is little time left for me now, though the fever comes and goes.Īn infection. And with luck, the language of the ancient ones will open to me. I will do all I can to probe this man for hidden mysteries. But this man does not have the telltale eyes. Could he be an Ancient One reborn? Or a child of such a one, designed to make his appearance after so many centuries? I have heard stories of one called Aita reborn.

Did he know the true value of the object he carried?Ī fortuitous discovery! I have come into the possession of a man bearing the mark of the Ancient Ones upon his neck.

For that reason, I call it the Saga Stone.

The keystone itself is a mere fragment, brought, I am told, from Norway by the invader Ragnar Lothbrok. On a temple? A tomb? A slab of rock? Impossible to say.Īgain and again, I consult the keystone in my possession, searching for correlations between it and the words copied from the etching. But Louis does not know where in the world the original inscription was discovered. Louis tells me these words come from an etching seen and transcribed by a young Palatinus in the days of Charlemagne's oversight. yet all my knowledge of the Ancient Ones and their artifacts falls short of shedding even the thinnest ray of light upon this beautiful script. I throw myself at the strange language that Emperor Louis bade me to decipher.