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Dearest Mumsie and Popsicle,
I've had to start a new book of musings and observant observations to share with you. My old ones were badly soaked in a storm on the way back. I know you won't mind at all.
I know truly in my heart that even though you're gone and dead and buried in your modest little plot of earth that you're still somewhere looking out for your little girl. It's been two years since I received word of the fire that had to be so horrificable and how it burned down the shoe shop and everything but I've graduated from Shiv's Academy with passing grades and finally made my way back home to Sundren.
You know. . . it's a lot wetter than I remember it being but I have been gone for seven years now. At the first opportunity I'm going to visit those smelly druids and demand that some action be taken to dry things out a bit. I'll need a proper escort through their forest as I've heard dreadful things about murderous thugs with bows and arrows have been seen there.
Luckily my clothes made it back with me though the green dress that I bought before I left Waterdeep seems to have shrinkified a little. I'm not entirely sure that it doesn't show a little too much of my legs but the people here seem entirely not to take much notice of such things so I guess that wearing it won't seem to matter to too many people.
I did meet a few people today. I found a good hearted paladin who acted as my chaperon for a little while. Everyone seemed to think it quite quaint that I was looking for one. Maybe people here aren't as civilized as they are in Waterdeep. There was also a man of completely boorish behavior. His called himself Stanlee and he's a man of the most brutish and vile type of behavior. His words were completely harsh and sarcastical to me so I think that I'm just going to ignore him until he leaves me alone.
I also met a woman named Melissa who I think I could be friends with even though her skin is so pale as to be easily mistaken for something pale and not quite altogether healthy. I even offered to help her get some color into it so that she would just look pretty instead of the kind of scary pretty that some of those strange girls that put on that pale make up and dress all in black at Shiv's looked like. At least Melissa didn't dress all in black. I think that helping her will definitely help to make me a better person. And that's one thing that I'm exceedingly good at! Being great!
It's time for nighty nights now so I'll just stop writing until I have something important to say.
Yours mostly truly and dearly,
Malinda
Dearest Mumsie and Popsicle,
I've had to start a new book of musings and observant observations to share with you. My old ones were badly soaked in a storm on the way back. I know you won't mind at all.
I know truly in my heart that even though you're gone and dead and buried in your modest little plot of earth that you're still somewhere looking out for your little girl. It's been two years since I received word of the fire that had to be so horrificable and how it burned down the shoe shop and everything but I've graduated from Shiv's Academy with passing grades and finally made my way back home to Sundren.
You know. . . it's a lot wetter than I remember it being but I have been gone for seven years now. At the first opportunity I'm going to visit those smelly druids and demand that some action be taken to dry things out a bit. I'll need a proper escort through their forest as I've heard dreadful things about murderous thugs with bows and arrows have been seen there.
Luckily my clothes made it back with me though the green dress that I bought before I left Waterdeep seems to have shrinkified a little. I'm not entirely sure that it doesn't show a little too much of my legs but the people here seem entirely not to take much notice of such things so I guess that wearing it won't seem to matter to too many people.
I did meet a few people today. I found a good hearted paladin who acted as my chaperon for a little while. Everyone seemed to think it quite quaint that I was looking for one. Maybe people here aren't as civilized as they are in Waterdeep. There was also a man of completely boorish behavior. His called himself Stanlee and he's a man of the most brutish and vile type of behavior. His words were completely harsh and sarcastical to me so I think that I'm just going to ignore him until he leaves me alone.
I also met a woman named Melissa who I think I could be friends with even though her skin is so pale as to be easily mistaken for something pale and not quite altogether healthy. I even offered to help her get some color into it so that she would just look pretty instead of the kind of scary pretty that some of those strange girls that put on that pale make up and dress all in black at Shiv's looked like. At least Melissa didn't dress all in black. I think that helping her will definitely help to make me a better person. And that's one thing that I'm exceedingly good at! Being great!
It's time for nighty nights now so I'll just stop writing until I have something important to say.
Yours mostly truly and dearly,
Malinda
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