The Lore of Artificer Udor of Limbo

My dearest Penelope,

I’m starting to lose count of how many Moons have passed since I last saw you. Twenty? Thirty? Maybe more? There are many nights I lay awake thinking of our time together studying the scrolls in the Great Library. The way you’d let your hand brush against mine as you handed me parchment. The coy way you’d stare at me across the study chamber. The way my heart would race as we snuck kisses in the dark after the Master Artificers had laid to rest for the night. It was rushed and it was hidden... but it was real.

But alas, our love is just as impossible now as it was in that cold athenaeum. Just as forbidden… but now thrice as difficult due to the miles between us. But it shall not be so forever, my love. For after I have completed my quest through the Seventh Realm we shall never have to hide again.

Never again will we cower to arrogant men. Men who are so blinded by their sacrifice to the way of the artificer that they cannot see the grand purpose of the magic they play with. Never again will we bend the knee to their dying traditions. Traditions that sought to teach detachment from love… but succeeded only in teaching detachment from purpose.

Penelope, I tell you the truth when I say that I have learned more by crossing the sea than I ever learned in halls of study. And since the day my feet first touched this foreign soil I have never stopped growing in strength. I have seen abilities that dwarf even the greatest Masters that we studied under. I’ve crafted charms that can bend rivers. I have forged sigils of power that could smite the keepers of the high crypt!

And soon I shall do what no artificer before me has ever done.

I will be the one to imbue my key with the magic needed to open the gate.

I will become the one the prophets foretold. Mine shall be the key that makes the way. I shall be the one who makes the way.

Oh Penelope! After learning what I have learned my only fear in this world is that when I return to you that you will not recognize me. I am no longer the man you knew. I am…. something greater. And by the time I return from the Seventh Realm I will be something even greater still. When you see me I pray that you will still smile upon me with the same love we once shared. And I pray that you will not fear who I have become or the powers that I have obtained. When I return you shall see that the Runes have blessed me… but that blessing came at a price.

But the cost will matter little because upon my return I will come for you and free you from the bondage of tradition. Free you from the cage that is the athenaeum. No Master will dare oppose me for I shall be the one who made the way. And then, my love, we shall finally be together, finally able to make our own path, and finally both be free.

Yours Forever, Udor

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