My Lady of Blades, Mistress, Patron, I have expended the power necessary to stand once more in your presence so that I might tender my news in person rather than risk misunderstanding, or even interception. Although I have no certain proof of this, I fear you may be in imminent danger.
In my guise as "Tatterdemalion", thief-extraordinaire, I responded to an attempt to contact me in the Old Imperial district. At first I thought it another mundane transaction, but no sooner did I appear than I recognized that the gnome who called to me was one of Your servants. Through this contact I ultimately introduced her and her sundry companions to a cell of the resistance I deemed most likely to be sympathetic to their cause. I was correct, but even then did not even remotely anticipate the news and the opportunity they presented.
There was the usual back-and-forth as trust was established. Eventually, though, these newcomers made the resistance aware that a Titan of the Sea would imminently attack Ayodhya, apparently at the behest of the the Emperor himself, who sought some complex form of suicide or apotheosis by bringing largescale death and chaos to his own empire…
I see from the look in your eyes that you are already aware of these details, presumably through your gnome servant. They did eventually tell me that they had met you personally. I will skip ahead then.
They revealed their primary target to be the offensive golden idol of you that the Emperor keeps at his side. They believe it holds the soul of your son in some capacity and they seek to destroy it. Needless to say, I was very much in favor of this plan. I have long contemplated the means by which I might accomplish this task, and so we put our heads together to formulate various plans and debate the strengths and weaknesses of each. Although we have not reached a consensus, there was some speculation and some news important enough and disconcerting enough to warrant my arrival here in Your realm.
Firstly, the monk among them suggested that the Emperor might have even darker purposes for that statue than has thus far been apparent. He speculated that there might be principles of sympathetic magic at play, that the fact of the statue's likeness to you, and the fact that the citizens of the Empire have been obligated to treat it as if it really was you for millenia, might enable him to extend some sort of power over you from afar, even in your current state…
My most abject apologies mistress. I see I have angered you, but I also see that this anger stems from fear. Forgive me for speaking bluntly, but it seems from your reaction that this is a very real possibility. I entreat you to call upon whatever loyalties and alliances you have to try to safeguard you against such a possibility. One way or the other, things will culminate in a little less than a week.
The other news I wished to convey personally comes from the newcomers, but also from a dwarf resistance member named Topaz who is a Cleric of Durga. It seems that the goddess of war is preparing herself and her realm. I cannot believe that Indra remains ignorant, and he may well awaken one or more of the Dragons to suppress the conflict before it gets too big. One of the Dragons is, apparently, awake right now and in Ayodhya as we speak. The Emperor's plan will unleash chaos and conflict among the gods not seen since the Great War, and we should all be prepared for the worst.
I will be present to aid these foreigners in their goals, as they align with my goals. By helping them, I place myself closer to the hated Emperor. Perhaps I will have an opportunity to disrupt his plans.
My eyes are your eyes, and my blades are your blades. I return now to the city of your hated foe. Things will change soon. I will do my utmost to ensure those changes are for your betterment.