| Letter to Daemon's Hall |
| Summary: | Myra writes to Ludovic |
| Date: | 1875-06-24 |
| Related: | Related Logs |
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A moongazer arrives in Hellsmouth bearing a familiar gold letter cylinder inlaid with the Armaz ice rose and crossed juniper sprigs that Myrana uses for her seal. The paper inside is her usual pale pink stationary, written in green ink and curled tight in on itself within the cylinder.
Ludovic
You would not believe how much beef sells for in Ryalta, in Boxtown. I am here with Ramius deep in the jungle, and before we set off to look for this dungeon, I went into the market to get our supplies while Ram had a little existential lie-down. It made me think of what a wreck YOU are whenever you have to get on a ship or boat, I thought I'd better write you, and stop putting it off. And that was before this absolute crook tried to sell me dried beef at the most exorbitant prices. It made me think I should trick you into coming here with me on a research expedition, though; you could make a small fortune with very little investment, especially considering the mournful quality that's available here in the islands compared to your fantastic meat.
I hope you are well. I'm sorry for not writing sooner, but I have been on the move, and preoccupied, as you can probably imagine. Ramius and I are going to some ruins that supposedly once housed a Sidhe cult, or something equally repulsive; I mean to take some rubbings while we look for the Heart, which if the rumors are correct is some kind of magic mirror. I have no idea what they used it for, but I am very excited for this research.
Would it be alright if I paid you a visit? I will bring you something from the jungle.
Your friend
Myrana
Myrana.
I surely would believe it. I've never seen a cow that can spend that long on board a ship without turning into a scraggly little shadow of itself. A bit like what will happen to me if I ever feel like a visit. I've actually been investing into jerky manufacturies so perhaps you are right about there being opportunity out there. I'll have to send someone.
Of course I'm well. It takes more than a little war or three to get me down.
I'm surprised you are in Ryalta rather than Gendiel given your husbands declarations but then I suppose its probably safer out there.
You know I'm always happy to have guests Myrana. Particularly you and the Zymach.
The Stormbull of Hellsmouth
Ludovic