Just like the summary says: a series of letters to Hawke. Short, simple, self-explanatory. Just something I had lying around in my flash drive...Enjoy :)
Hawke,
Stay put. Wherever you are, just lay low for a little while. Don't read the rest of this until you're safe.
The Chantry's looking for you. I was careless, and I let one of their seekers capture me. I told her everything – well, almost everything. I don't think she means any harm, but there's no telling what's going on out there. And you know more about this than I do, anyhow.
Hopefully you're still using that old place for mail, because if you aren't, somebody's going to trace this back to me. Did I mention I don't like being captured? Compromise a little bit for me, friend.
And if Rivaini is still with you, tell her I'll wring her out when I find her. Now is not the time to be backing out on you. Especially not for that brooding elf. Of course, everyone saw it coming for a few years. Still. She's got a whole lot of kissing up to do.
I'll keep hiding out around Kirkwall, but if I don't get a reply in two weeks, I'm moving on. I can't wait for you forever, even if I want to. So try to make it snappy.
Stay strong, old friend.
