Dear Nierra, Sister to Prince Nero of Kyrol, Gyarkalithan Ambassador to Dixon, and blah blah blah- you know I don’t really stand on ceremony.
I’ve heard through some of Marah’s contacts that you’ve been looking for me for some time now. Got this letter dropped down on my breakfast this morning, along with a couple of the other ones you sent. I’m not really surprised it’s taken this long for the post to catch up, given where I’ve ended up.
We can get mail through the gates! Through the GATES, can you believe it? Blows my mind; just baffles me with the convinience of it all.
It makes me happy to hear you are well, and that the tiresome task of leadership hasn’t yet ground down your spirit. It isn’t easy trying to direct people to do the right thing, and that’s BEFORE you’re responsible for their well-being, so props for the effort.
As for myself, since about four months ago I’ve been living the relatively