To my dearest wife,

It's been quite sometime since we've seen each other. I hope you're alright.

We recently came back from Goblin Wall, a cold, dreary place where the only color is the brown and grey of the rocks and the red from blood on the walls, luckily none of it was ours.

We decided to rest at the small village of Tipa, and on our way there we met their caravan, a short-haired Clavat girl named Lilite. Not only was she alone, but this was her first year on the job! Thankfully, Stiltzken offered to train her, and Mog decided to follow with her so he could carry the chalice while she did her fighting. Thank the gods that we've finally got that annoying rascal off our back! She was extremely nervous when she first met us. Apparently, this was also her first trip into the outside world. She had never seen a city before, let alone a guard!

I do hope she can handle all these firsts. It's a cold world out there.

Our chalice is full, and I promise to be home soon, so please don't worry too much.

Love your loving husband,

Sol Racht


Ah, letters to and from home, how touching. These stories will be filled with aww, sadness, and gigglefits if I can pull it off. Really, this'll just be something I write out of boredom. Sometimes it will talk out my Tipa Caravan, othertimes it will just be the in-game characters being awesome. So, yeah, enjoy.