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Early Summer, year 1.

The events of Last month have reminded me that matters of the spirit are just as important as matters of the arcane. Especially if, as it may happen, there's not much to you BUT spirit.

Those who believe in me have spread the news of my return far and wide, even over the water, and have encountered no believers in rival faiths. But my ravens and parrots have told me that, in fact, there are prophets of false gods afoot in the world, new ones rising every turn. To counter this, Oginga, Voice of the Lord, shall go forth to seek out these false prophets and defeat them by virtue of his eloquent preaching. Or, failing that, by virtue of his eloquent dagger.

This month's focus on religious studies has quieted the populace after the unfortunate events of Last month. However, a fight broke out among some of the more devout templegoers regarding how many Lammashtas can dance on the head of a pin, and whether they would want to. Unfortunately in the ensuing chaos, one of the participants was slain. But because of his great devotion, his spirit was reborn, and will fight to advance the cause. For the record, the answer is six. Hey, a god's got to entertain himself somehow, and it's not like they buried me with a Game Boy Abacus.

I am glad that the people in nearby provinces are so willing to accept the true religion. If only they were not so violent and well-armed.