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Post by gathera on Dec 31, 2006 3:08:59 GMT -5
The inn is bursting as always this eve but a trained set of eyes spies what he has been looking for. With a piercing whistle, "Beggin yer pardon there Oversword, I have a letter for yea." "Don't like the looks of it meself". Kale grumbles handing over a small sealed envelope.
To Oversword Sharita Amraphen-Gallen, Royal Corps of Monster Hunters, Thunderstone Unit
I pray that I may find you before this letter arrives but forgive me I know no other way to contact you. Forgive me the news that I must tell you and the manner. Words fail me. You have known Aelrik longer and likely even better than I. You have always been both a friend and a mentor to him. It is with heavy heart that I must inform you that Lord Aelrik has perished in an attack at the cabin five days ago. The cabin was burnt to the ground the animals butchered, the ground salted and defiled. I have seen to it that Lord Aelriks' remains have been interned in a cairn by the cabin. I am writing this letter to inform you of his tragic passing and to arrange for a small memorial service to be held in his honour.
~signed~
Lady Vara
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