My Brother Fjorlan,
We have been trapped in the catacombs of this church for three months now.
We have seen no sign of life, corrupted or otherwise, since the dog we slew when we first entered.
Bilk continues to try to eat his shoes, but I have been able to dissuade him thusfar, but I cannot blame him for trying.
Only by the strength of Tyr have I been able to press forward. I trust that we will soon find our way out, but if Tyr wills us to die here, rather than in glorious battle, then so be it.
I will, however, save my comrades from dying from starvation. These brave men deserve a death more valiant than that.
May this missive reach you in this lifetime,
Hon Zhi Su