Aurora - 09/08/2022 - Prowler
Aug 12, 2022 6:42:29 GMT
Celina Zabinski, Velania Kalugina, and 2 more like this
Post by Matt D (Prowler / Turducken) on Aug 12, 2022 6:42:29 GMT
Dear Brother,
I hope this letter finds you well,
My time in Kantas is only getting weirder the longer I am here. The people here have been through a lot and have learnt to trust nothing to be as simple as it seems.
What started out as a pretty regular escort job, not that kind, turned into a deep reflection of self. As you know I hoped Kantas would be my fresh start but this last job left me thinking back to Faerûn, back to my past and now to what my purpose is here.
Escort two guests of the Flourished Hook to Daring Heights. By night. That was the job, easy right. About half way, after some chit-chat with Charles the driver, my vision was filled with a blinding light. All I could see was white. And then I saw home, memories and reflections of myself. I saw my deepest regrets and when I tried to look forwards towards my new path, it was hazy.
Finally, before the light faded. Two images appeared to me; an Owl, wise and friendly and an Arrow.
Naturally, I reached out for the arrow but only now as I write to you am I thinking that maybe the Owl was you. You always were the smart one, and never failed to watch over me. Maybe I made the wrong choice reaching for that arrow, maybe it's the choice I'll always make, a choice I've made many times before.
I hope you are still watching over me Brother, I will try and do you proud.
NP
I hope this letter finds you well,
My time in Kantas is only getting weirder the longer I am here. The people here have been through a lot and have learnt to trust nothing to be as simple as it seems.
What started out as a pretty regular escort job, not that kind, turned into a deep reflection of self. As you know I hoped Kantas would be my fresh start but this last job left me thinking back to Faerûn, back to my past and now to what my purpose is here.
Escort two guests of the Flourished Hook to Daring Heights. By night. That was the job, easy right. About half way, after some chit-chat with Charles the driver, my vision was filled with a blinding light. All I could see was white. And then I saw home, memories and reflections of myself. I saw my deepest regrets and when I tried to look forwards towards my new path, it was hazy.
Finally, before the light faded. Two images appeared to me; an Owl, wise and friendly and an Arrow.
Naturally, I reached out for the arrow but only now as I write to you am I thinking that maybe the Owl was you. You always were the smart one, and never failed to watch over me. Maybe I made the wrong choice reaching for that arrow, maybe it's the choice I'll always make, a choice I've made many times before.
I hope you are still watching over me Brother, I will try and do you proud.
NP