Letter from Maltimor

Dear Farad,

We made a mistake. You need to stop distributing the golems. Our plan will not work.

I know you are still angry at me for what I did to you. It was an accident, I swear! But you have to listen, please. I cannot stop the golems from killing people. The spell does not work! Oh, how stupid I was.

Please, Farad, stop this nonsense with the Stonemasons Guild and come back. We will figure out how to fix them together, like the old times. Please.

I await you in our old workshop in Moonbrook. Where everything started. Our friendship, our plans, our failure.

Your good friend, Maltimor Gartside.

What is it, friend? Oh, by the Light...

I bid you farewell, <name>. Thank you for understanding. And once again, thank you for all you did. You truly are a hero.