Grim Views

The words are simple and roundly lettered, meticulously inked on a piece of heavy parchment with a single central fold.

Grim,

I hear tales. I want more than tales.

I have fire. It is all that is left to me. I can use fire many ways. If the tales are true, I give you my fire. I trade my fire for Grim power.

I hear blades, blood, death. I want the firestorm. I want the ashes.

I am small yet but much promise. I give self to Grim for making useful.

Give me words. Yes or no. I will kneel. Then I will be weapon.

Soon,

Kumai

The signature is scratched and angular.