A barely legible letter appears on McTyr's desk, folded unevenly and stained by what might be tears, sweat, or water.
I have bad news. I let slip to Mirithian Captain Rigg about N'eroth's reappearance in the southern archipelago. He has sent a Mirithian Scout named Jennus to investigate and meet with you or one of the Captains. I am sorry.
I am fully aware that you have the right to court-martial me and dishonorably discharge me from the Vanguard, if not press further charges. I hope you will keep my years of service in mind when making your decisions.
Captain, I made a terrible mistake today, an[the sentence is obscured entirely by water, beyond what even magic could restore]
I await your judgment.