The black wax seal has been pressed with a ring bearing three narrow claw marks.

The following was translated from the wax sealed letter

Evont,

You continue to treat flesh as though it were clay. That is why your creations tear themselves apart. Flesh remembers what it was. You must first persuade it to forget.

There is an abandoned sanctuary called the House of Second Shapes, north of the leaning statues along the old mountain road. Its wardens studied transformation long before either of us. Beneath their central chamber is a relic taken from a woodland cult: a claw of black iron, wrapped in silver chain.

Bring it to me. The relic can anchor a new shape long enough for the body to accept it. Do not allow it to touch blood, and do not listen if it speaks with the voice of someone you love.

If any wardens remain, tell them Revalor Farna sent you. Their anger will make them careless.

—Revalor