LETTERS FROM THE DEPARTED

[arcanepower]

[Adrasteius]

Adrast
Sir

Master--

If you are reading this, it's because I'm gone. The Initiative is stubborn and unpredictable in times of late. Because of that, I am writing this letter ahead of time.

I want to thank you. You have always accepted me from the very beginning, despite my... problems. I have not always been completely honest with you. I have been difficult, sometimes for the sake of being difficult, or because I wanted to test you. I have a hard time believing even now that someone could possibly give a damn about me or my tiny existence.

I've always been nothing more than a speck clinging desperately. Powerless and common, how could I ever amount to anything? That is one reason why I study so hard.

But you took me in. You showed me affection and you disciplined me when I undoubtedly needed it. In the absence of my parents and the sister who raised me, you are the closest thing to a father I have ever known, and I [... little ink drips.] --love you.

We will meet again, I'm sure of it. Even if you forget me, I will find you.

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[Kirian]

[Enclosed is a recipe for strawberry (skethylberry) shortcake, as well as a lengthy essay on a polymorph variation spell that would turn people into little Soots for a few seconds.]

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[Prince Anduin]

Prince Anduin,

It appears I was wrong about your father. I had my suspicions when he first arrived, but after his departure and the complete lack of hostility on his part and yours, I have had to reconsider my position.

In conclusion: you're okay, I guess.

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[Galadriel]

If you are reading this, it's because the Initiative sent me back to Azeroth, to whatever war awaits my people next. I will be all right, so you've no need to worry.

I wanted to... apologize for any inconvenience I caused you while I was short, or short of temper, and I wanted to thank you as well. For many, many years I have lived without attachments, without depending on anyone else or having someone depend on me. I thought to do otherwise was weakness or cowardice.

I was wrong.

[Attached to this letter are two copies of an epic poem. One is translated into Common, the other left in Thalassian. It talks about the heroic deeds of a noble prince fighting against the trolls, who eventually died in order to save his warband, because he loved his friends so much.]

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