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A dark haired, dark attired Hin sits at a table in roadside tavern near the Viridale, pen in hand he is writing a letter.
Love, if you will still allow me to call you that.
I know your cat watches me. It troubles and gladdens me to know that such is the case. I dislike you diverting your efforts to keep safe while worrying about me. I can not help but believe your recent captures might have been avoided if your attentions were undivided.
Mine also have been divided, despite the nightmares that have been sent to me I have been resisting the message they contain. I can not any longer, so in the morning I'll be packing up my little hovel in the forest and seeking passage south.
Whiles I fear your fate is out of the hands of those that most of our kin follow, I can not stop asking them to intercede on your behalf.
My duty no longer resides in this land, so I am returning to Amn, you know where. If I am out, family will know my direction of travel.
I would much rather say goodbye face to face, and face your temper, anger, or tenderness than a stupid letter that will never say all I want to. As your cat watches I fear members of the legion may watch me as well, though I have detected none. So I hope you will forgive the caution of passing this through a trusted party.
You will always have a place at my fire, in my home, at my side, and forever in my heart.
Love forever,
Ares D.
Picking up a candle he drips wax over the letter to seal it. As the wax cools he presses his initials into the wax with a knife tip.
Love, if you will still allow me to call you that.
I know your cat watches me. It troubles and gladdens me to know that such is the case. I dislike you diverting your efforts to keep safe while worrying about me. I can not help but believe your recent captures might have been avoided if your attentions were undivided.
Mine also have been divided, despite the nightmares that have been sent to me I have been resisting the message they contain. I can not any longer, so in the morning I'll be packing up my little hovel in the forest and seeking passage south.
Whiles I fear your fate is out of the hands of those that most of our kin follow, I can not stop asking them to intercede on your behalf.
My duty no longer resides in this land, so I am returning to Amn, you know where. If I am out, family will know my direction of travel.
I would much rather say goodbye face to face, and face your temper, anger, or tenderness than a stupid letter that will never say all I want to. As your cat watches I fear members of the legion may watch me as well, though I have detected none. So I hope you will forgive the caution of passing this through a trusted party.
You will always have a place at my fire, in my home, at my side, and forever in my heart.
Love forever,
Ares D.
Picking up a candle he drips wax over the letter to seal it. As the wax cools he presses his initials into the wax with a knife tip.