… Alright, I… by the Creator, I can’t believe I’m writing this.
I have good reason to believe Tethys was resurrected for a third time. Something is breathing life into her again and again.
Let me explain diary. Tethys has been trying to free some of the kelpie fry we had detained and were experimenting on.
It… I have never written this down because…. Well, it’s… horrible, but absolutely necessary. In light of the fact that the kelpies didn’t seem to be dying out, I recruited a secret group of scientists and guards to conduct… very thorough experiments on the kelpie fry that we are taking to cull. This is so to find a cure for their condition, and if necessary, ways to kill them more effectively.
… I… I honestly take no pleasure from this, but we have to know why. I and my scientists do our best to make sure the experiments are not-fatal, or if they are, they kill the fry quickly, and as painlessly as possible.
Anyway, she somehow found out about the fry we kept. I suspect she found out because one of the scientists is one of her agents. So, she launched several outposts where we kept some of the fry.
She succeeded in freeing the fry, and would have gotten clean away with it if I hadn’t been making an unannounced visit. I couldn’t prevent her from rescuing the kelpies, but I could pursue. The fry couldn’t swim fast enough. They also had tracking spells, but for some reason… perhaps she recalled the spells from her previous resurrection… they didn’t work.
That welp… she taunted me as we fought. She named how I had killed her and she… when we fought, she could predict some of my moves. My favorite spells, my favorite hydromancy techniques. I couldn’t simply crush her, or boil her alive. I had to match her wits and… damn it, she wounded me. Badly.
Something has given her these… tentacles. They sprout from her side, and can not only assist her in her hydromancy, but they’re terrible weapons in a melee. She ripped out one of my eyes when I let her get close. She saw me move and read what I was about to do before I myself knew about it.
Damn that one hurt, it’s going to take at least twenty years before it regrows.
I cannot believe it, but with this evidence, with how… how she fought, and the knowledge she taunted me with, I can only conclude she’s being resurrected. But how? HOW? If you die, you’re dead. You’d have to have the power of the Creator the power of a god! The power of an old god!
…
No. That’s impossible. She can’t. We dropped a city on her to prevent her escaping. She hasn’t bothered me in years! Why…how… It can’t be Yoth-Atal! It can’t be her!