Ifrit,

I hope this letter finds you well. I vowed to write should I discover any facet of the light I had once lost. I know not whether it is a blessing or a grave portent, but it seems my power has returned as far as I am willing to test it. I would not dare loose Bahamut upon this peaceful world, and so I cannot say if I possess full command of my eikon. I have, however, wielded his light in the heat of battle, and merged with his draconic image under desperate circumstances.

In this, I promise to wield my for the sake of our shared cause. I do not know what it might reveal of the other Dominants you had once rendered powerless. Perhaps they could be reasoned with in these new, troubled times. I fear it will not be so.

Our time away has been infinitely eventful, it seems, for in that short time, I have been reunited with one I knew well in Valisthea. A friend, my second in command amongst the Holy Order of the Knights Dragoon, has found his way to my side. He shall accompany me in my travels as I seek your counsel on these matters though I fear we must delay such a meeting. He has sustained grievous wounds in battle and must recover his strength before we set out for your southernly station. I hope that you understand the delay.

Though the two of you have never met, we are aligned in the same cause. As I set sail for the Enterprise that I might aid you in Stonehyrr, my knights remained with your Lord Uncle and supported him in his efforts to secure Ran'dellah from the Askhashic and forge a Dhalmekian alliance with your Cursebreakers. At my request, he then returned to Twinside to repay the last of my debts.

His loyalty is without end, and I have no doubts that he shall stand with us in our crusade.

Wishing you the best,

Dion