My Dearest Nephew,
I hear that your partnership with Burgrath has
ended. Thank heaven! That dragon would have been a horrible influence on you
and if you had stayed in contatc with him you might never become a benevolent
dragon as I am still hoping you will be some day. That scar he left you with
should serve as reminder not to become involved with dragons such as him.
On a
rather more satisfying note, I have managed to convince your uncle Scaligar to
return my journal. I am afraid that I was forced to resort to violent measures
to do this and he will be recovering from our negotiations for a while as well
as repairing his cave.
Although
it is nothing that concerns you yourself, at least not imeidately, I believe
that your uncle Gargazath has contracted a disease known to us dragons as
“Terminal Blagardazash”. It is a mind-numbing virus that works at a dragon’s
concious thought centers until they are all but gone. What makes it even more
dangerous is that our main source of information on this particular disease
comes from a dragon who had been suffering from it for over thirty years before
writing his notes on it. He was known as Bilbog the mentally unstable and
potentially dangerous, but Murf to his friends of which their were two, three
of which he had invented himself to keep himself company.
Your uncle is in
quite a bad position and I believe that our best course of action would be to
get him to a secure facility before he does something serious.
Your
humble servant, mentor and uncle,
Semithino
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