Winter+-+The+Cult+of+the+Pure+Form+-+Letter+to+Urlek

Dearest Urlek, If this letter has reached you, then I have failed to stop it from sending. Herein contained is my account of the Cult of the Pure Form, and my efforts to protect them. The tale begins with Graelin, how I miss him so, he was the first member that we contacted once we landed in the city of light. Graelin did not strike me as odd, he seemed lucid and sane. After his discussion with me regarding the cults goals and desires, I knew that I must work with them in order to preserve their ideals. The mechanicus have reigned for too long unchecked. The donation was a good first step - it allowed me to use this as some degree of leverage within the cult and I became privy to some information. The machination gave us some insight into a brokered deal and led us to our second contact: Sigmaris. My first mistake was assuming Sigmaris would act as someone in her post ought to. However, this gave me the unique opportunity to move unfettered through the city – without having to make excuses. I setup a meeting with Michaelis Findabar, this would become useful later. Next, I took it upon myself to discover the true intent of the cult in regards to the "Human Resources" that Sigmaris was “assisting” us with. This led me to Modesto. A wiry man, very dangerous, and quite willing to give me the information I required; after proving my loyalty of course. It was revealed that these were not even hitmen, but information gatherers, stealth artists, pick-pockets - call them what you will. I was given a direct line to their leader, and even a secret message to disperse them in case our dear captain was close. The cult deserved to be heard and flourish - not sequestered or destroyed. The captain was misguided letting that machination onboard - let alone a part of the crew. His presence unnerves me - and even you do not call him by his name. Yet the captain hangs on his every word! The Red Brotherhood too has much sway over him. With this information in hand, I now attempted to guide the captain to the furthest point from them - a side route, something to hold his attention for a few days - I only had to keep him busy for the 13 days until they were on-route unmolested. And then they involved Graelin. I told them he knew nothing, just a PR man - he didn't know where the rabbit hole began, let alone where it led. But still, they invited him and used my goodwill to get him unarmed and unaccompanied. Then that idiot Dallas shot him. He was a good man, not a threat, and in the end - didn't provide any information we needed.

We can follow the money down the tunnel, but by then they will be gone - just like Graelin. I hope that you can help steer the captain down the path of the light. He has become infatuated with the machine-man and he must realize that it has only its own goals at heart… or whatever drives it.