2 Nachhexen, 2500
Middenheim, Middenland
Since last I wrote, many things have transpired:
The Winter Carnival is over.
We have saved the City of the White Wolf.
And a New Year has begun.
Can you believe it!
We exposed the plot(s) of the Purple Hand and thwarted their attempt to place Middenheim under their control. The leader of the Hand, Karl Heinz Wassmeier, last of the Law Lords of Middenheim, plummeted to his fiery death on the last day of the Carnival. Some of his underlings are still at large, but his chief co-conspirators have all been named and are being hunted by the new Komission of Public Safety even as I write this.
After saving his city, the Graf seems most taken with me. As does his daughter, the sweet, unmarried Princess Katarina. Seeing as I am a widower... a man is allowed to dream, is he not?
All is not well in the City of the White Wolf, however. Ar-Ulric lies slain, and the vile ratmen have stolen the sacred flame. Or so I think, at least. I have yet to gain universal acceptance for the existence of the Skaven below our lands. But no matter, I know the truth and will work diligently to expose their vile works.
Finally, the last scion of the House of Wittgenstein escaped the city, and the scepter hidden in his basement vanished as well. Where has he gone to? What will he do next? Shall we meet again? I do not know. But I have written letters to Libe Mutter. We'll be looking for him until the end of time. He'll get his due.
We shall now return to Altdorf, but I will be back in spring to escort Katarina Todbring to a ball the Emperor will host in her honor.
I think this year shall be even better than the last.
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