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A lifetime's worth of stag and I let it slip through my trembling fingers. Damn.
I've been scouring the hills for petty goblins and thieves, putting bolts in their necks and fire in their eyes in equal share for weeks now just to scrape by, and I came so close - inches maybe - from more riches than I could've ever imagined. I could've run off to Evermeet and passed myself off as foreign nobility with that kind of money. I could've bought my own caravan and been a merchant, maybe opened up a tavern like I always wanted. I could dress myself in silks and dye my hair. I could be rich and worry-free. I could have a family if I wanted. Ha, yeah right!
(The handwriting becomes more jagged and forcefully scribbled here)
But I missed! Just one shot, all I needed maybe for the rest of my life and I missed! Liam Daroke, you filth! If I ever see you again, if you ever turn your back and your goons step away, I'll be there. Your head is worth more to me than your heart, no matter where you claim it's at. They're just words. You can't sweet-talk me, handsome, but it's sweet of you to try. It's just too late for that now. Someone out there's going to kill you and when word reaches me, I'll shed a tear - not for the life you lost, but for the dreams I did.
Until then, though, I'll be one step behind you, I promise, just waiting for the second chance you said I'd never have.
I've been scouring the hills for petty goblins and thieves, putting bolts in their necks and fire in their eyes in equal share for weeks now just to scrape by, and I came so close - inches maybe - from more riches than I could've ever imagined. I could've run off to Evermeet and passed myself off as foreign nobility with that kind of money. I could've bought my own caravan and been a merchant, maybe opened up a tavern like I always wanted. I could dress myself in silks and dye my hair. I could be rich and worry-free. I could have a family if I wanted. Ha, yeah right!
(The handwriting becomes more jagged and forcefully scribbled here)
But I missed! Just one shot, all I needed maybe for the rest of my life and I missed! Liam Daroke, you filth! If I ever see you again, if you ever turn your back and your goons step away, I'll be there. Your head is worth more to me than your heart, no matter where you claim it's at. They're just words. You can't sweet-talk me, handsome, but it's sweet of you to try. It's just too late for that now. Someone out there's going to kill you and when word reaches me, I'll shed a tear - not for the life you lost, but for the dreams I did.
Until then, though, I'll be one step behind you, I promise, just waiting for the second chance you said I'd never have.