We Unleashed A Menace, Sorry

Sorrowful Saturday, mortals—last night, not only was our precious new friend slain, we seem to have released an ancient menace back into the Shattered Empire. The wretched BILLIEN, infinitely hungry, lusting for gold & leaving blood in its wake! We must now hunt it across the Shattered Empire—if ye missed our extendo-monologue, the terror of the Billien, & the tragic end of Permy the PermaGoblin, catch the replay right here!

This tragedy, preventable in toto, I must shoulder the blame for it. We were en route, in our enormous show-wagon, to another destination, when I heard a call resounding down a dark & stony mound. An ancient plea, seeping into our ears & hearts! I thought, foolishly, ‘twas a call for friendship. To come together, & bring help, that guests were welcome—alas, ‘twas a CULTISH WARNING, aimed at HOSTS.

A mistake anyone could make! Permy the PermaGoblin paid for my mistake, with his life, & we must now hunt down an ancient spectre of oligarchy—but, here! I transcribed the message for ye, & I DEFY any of ye to interpret this as a warning:

“GHOSTI, GHOSTI! KELBI, KELBI!

GHOSTI! GHOSTI! AIYA, DHEWETI GHEDHSI PEKU HEMHEHI, BHEHDTI WERALDI!

HELYOS BHERETI PEKUMOM HETI LUBHEHYETIKWE PKEWS!

GWMIHENT GHEMONMS KE!

GHOSTI, GHOSTI! KELBI, KELBI!”

YE ALL WOULD HAVE DONE THE SAME, MY CONSCIENCE IS CLEAN

Thank ye for reading, mortals! & thank ye especial to the generous mortals who can & do supply us with sacks of adamant to support our works here!

I shall write ye Monday with fresh art & a tale—’til then, be safe, be well, & TOUCH NOT THE FRIENDSHIP EGG

Cheers,
Amœnus Franco
Wizard, Writer, Not Fluent in Proto-Indo-European