*This deed was written in an older version of Minbari (common) this is the best translation you can manage: The entire document is written in the same magical ink common to wizard scrolls.*
I, *squiggled signature*, Lord of Moya known as Longbridge to the peasantry do herby relinquish all rights of ownership to *Blank Space*. May they rule over my domain with wisdom and strength and know that all treaties and oaths bound to me are transferred to them for the benefit of their rule, long may they continue the legacy of this line and maintain the responsibilities associated as Lord.
I, *squiggled signature*, Lord of Moya known as Longbridge to the peasantry do herby relinquish all rights of ownership to *Blank Space*. May they rule over my domain with wisdom and strength and know that all treaties and oaths bound to me are transferred to them for the benefit of their rule, long may they continue the legacy of this line and maintain the responsibilities associated as Lord.
*Written in an older version of Minbari (common) this is the best translation you can manage*
This may well be the last letter that I write for I fear I may be dead before you ever get the chance to read it. I cannot. No. I WILL not bow before these rebels and while you most of all know of my many grievances with the Empire after all that has befallen these lands during these last few years of war we need unity now more than ever.
With my brave son felled by those abominations and their willing Drow slaves I am without an heir so I call upon you to take up this grave responsibility. I can entrust this holy task to no other, know that I have always had the greatest respect for you and have no doubt that you will do proud the legacy to which you are now heir.
You have asked me many times why I keep such secrets below my home, the wealth and powerful magics I control has been kept hidden for good reason and one you shall soon see. Remember the door I showed you on your thirteenth name day, beyond it lay our charge to keep hidden and entombed, once you are the rightful lord the door will open to you though you must prove yourself to the arcane guardians below and avoid the multitude of traps placed to aid you in keeping your oath, remember well the rhyme I sang to my son as a child for it will keep you safe for the most part and I have no doubt in my mind that you are more than worthy of this task. You need not bare this burden alone; my most trusted aides are bound by the oath you swear when you accept ownership of my ancestral home and you will find the means to bond those you deem worth within their respective halls. Harbinger of the Divine, Commander of the Mortal Bastions, Conduit of the Mysticism, are the titles given of old but choose wisely as such titles once given are not easily revoked.
If ever you feel that it would be wiser to leave what lies below buried and forgotten remember that there are ancient wardings that will weaken unless the rituals are performed by yourself or your heirs, your bonded aids can and should assist you but they are incapable of completing the ritual without you, know that I have done everything in my power to ensure the wards are at complete supremacy and it may be decades before you will be called upon to bolster them by which time I’m sure you will have mastered all of the secrets of this place. But to ignore or fail will be to unleash such destruction upon this world that those who survive may never recover from. Despite this great responsibility I lay upon you do not forget your duties to the people who toil and work your land, do not become closed off and do not despair like many of my ancestors and forsake the Gods.
Remember with this great responsibility comes great power.
I know you will not fail me.
*The letter is signed but you are unable to make it out*
This may well be the last letter that I write for I fear I may be dead before you ever get the chance to read it. I cannot. No. I WILL not bow before these rebels and while you most of all know of my many grievances with the Empire after all that has befallen these lands during these last few years of war we need unity now more than ever.
With my brave son felled by those abominations and their willing Drow slaves I am without an heir so I call upon you to take up this grave responsibility. I can entrust this holy task to no other, know that I have always had the greatest respect for you and have no doubt that you will do proud the legacy to which you are now heir.
You have asked me many times why I keep such secrets below my home, the wealth and powerful magics I control has been kept hidden for good reason and one you shall soon see. Remember the door I showed you on your thirteenth name day, beyond it lay our charge to keep hidden and entombed, once you are the rightful lord the door will open to you though you must prove yourself to the arcane guardians below and avoid the multitude of traps placed to aid you in keeping your oath, remember well the rhyme I sang to my son as a child for it will keep you safe for the most part and I have no doubt in my mind that you are more than worthy of this task. You need not bare this burden alone; my most trusted aides are bound by the oath you swear when you accept ownership of my ancestral home and you will find the means to bond those you deem worth within their respective halls. Harbinger of the Divine, Commander of the Mortal Bastions, Conduit of the Mysticism, are the titles given of old but choose wisely as such titles once given are not easily revoked.
If ever you feel that it would be wiser to leave what lies below buried and forgotten remember that there are ancient wardings that will weaken unless the rituals are performed by yourself or your heirs, your bonded aids can and should assist you but they are incapable of completing the ritual without you, know that I have done everything in my power to ensure the wards are at complete supremacy and it may be decades before you will be called upon to bolster them by which time I’m sure you will have mastered all of the secrets of this place. But to ignore or fail will be to unleash such destruction upon this world that those who survive may never recover from. Despite this great responsibility I lay upon you do not forget your duties to the people who toil and work your land, do not become closed off and do not despair like many of my ancestors and forsake the Gods.
Remember with this great responsibility comes great power.
I know you will not fail me.
*The letter is signed but you are unable to make it out*