Coran,
You
old dog, Now that I have some breathing
room, having completed our mission by helping to defeat a Red Dragon, I thought
I should take time to write you. I knew
as soon as I saw Neeve (Nine-Fingers) holding that stick pin club of yours that
you must have been there in the Eleven City trying to track down the crown of
shadows just like we were. I can’t
believe how grown up Neeve looks. I have
been thinking so much about her father, Sempronius these last few days. Captain Trovebane’s last words were about how he
might not have been as bad as we thought he was. That was so many months ago and I have been running
from one mission to the other with Grizzlegar and the rest. I haven’t had time to investigate what he meant.
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I started this letter weeks ago and again I found
my self bogged down in the day to day tasks of reclaiming what was the Shadowlands.
Pax and Grizzlegar have completed work on their
castle and she has given birth to twins:
Betty and Gerafello.
Neeve, Ulder, Rilsa, and Skoond have been staying
with me at the old Gruumsh Temple
I received an urgent letter last night from Menolly.
She needs my help and while I am back on
Thunder Rift, I plan to look into Sempronius’ disappearance again. Neeve and the others have agreed to accompany me
and I am going this morning to ask Grizzle, Pax and even Jerro to come with me.
Josef, the captain of the guard
of Misty Forge and one of his men burst into the hall, while I was telling the group
my plans. He (Josef) was badly wounded and
collapsed on the floor in front of me. I
quickly healed him and he started to explain that their town was being besieged
by Hill Giants. They sought the help of Thrusting
Justice. As much as I wanted to help I knew
from Menolly’s tone in the letter that she needed me more. So I left the hall and my friends to their next
mission.
Gerard of Kleine
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