[Message filtered to Alexander, Rawdon, Miguel, Arcturus and Bruno][N.B. Backdated to several hours after the conclusion of this. Unless otherwise marked, all replies are visible to all of them, not just Katarin - that way the guys can interact with each other too if we want.]
Please tell me that all is well!
It is not so bad as I thought. I cannot write, I am speaking to my phone now, but I will not lose my arm, and by Asharai I will heal and not fall to the wound fever.
You must visit me, all of you, even if you avoid one another in your feuding. The pain - the pain is bad, but I must bear it, because I have seen too many half-drowned in taishel-
syrup and never the same in the mind after their bodies healed. The medics here are too quick to press for these things! I am not so damaged to be left to that!
Tell me you are reading this and you are not hurt, and nothing worse came of this. You are all blameless to me. It happened because it was seen to happen, and we are all powerless before the magic that underpins the world.