What they’ve looked like since the Morg came long long ago…

One of more than a few pages of Vennich Manuscript that have come into my hands. Usually, they’re mailed anonymously with not hints but jeers about the hidden meanings. This one came with a poem printed on antique stationery and with the valediction, “Regards, Predator.” Same thing, really. A jeer but polite:

Well, it’s said that there is only one “Predator of the Morg.” He has various signatures and symbols, but only one face he shows to his prey.

He has no fear of water.