Memo of a Drehmari Devotee
This book can be found in a chest at a small camp in the Crimson Gorge. It is written by a Drehmari devotee of Maelihs, in which they profess their reasons for switching allegiances from Virtuo to Mael.
Coordinates¶
| X | Y | Z |
|---|---|---|
| -3166 | 70 | 5249 |
Transcription¶
I cannot stop now.
But I cannot press on for much longer: I have lost the strength to carry my equipment any further.
So thus I must write.
My name is Vahrim. I was once a monk of Virtuo who lived in the peaceful and naive town of Gozak.
I have always been a voracious reader. From the ancient Tehrmari sages, to the great works of Teiruun, I greedily devour any books I can get my hands onto.
And I have discovered a truth which shook the foundations of my faith.
Virtuo is an imposter. A lying snake. She abandoned us after the Tidal War and seeks only her own peace, purity, or perfection.
Although I had begun to have doubts, the final straw came in a tome from the Palisades, written by the ancient Drehua.
Although the words were cryptic, one thing was clear. It was a people called the Viruhn which were the cause of Maelihs's birth in agony. The resemblance in name to the Goddess is the proof that I had been badly misguided in my faith.
So I ventured to the Carmine, and visited the Sepulchral Altar at Rhaveloth. And there, I learned about the greatness of Maelihs and his mission.
Unlike Virtuo, Maelihs cares for the people of this realm. He seeks to unite by fire. Burning our skin to a char is his way of making our exteriors a reflection of our imperfection.
We cannot be peaceful, pure, or perfect, so why should we try? The Maelmari priests heard my yearning call and generously told me all they knew.
Now I must complete my journey to the south-west. I will not stop until I reach the Titans of Strength and Servitude at the mouth of the Hellcrags. Only then can I become a true Drehmari prophet of Maelihs.
If some traveler miraculously comes upon my encampment, please take this journal and continue my mission.
The world must learn about the greatness of Maelihs. If this realm is doomed, let us spend our waning years under the tutelage of a deity who will care for us.