Letters from Tortall - February
Hey Sam,
I'm lousy at keeping up with writing letters. Some things never change. How's it going? You still teaching? I'm counting on the post office in Fandom to help this letter get to you.
All quiet on the Tortall front. Back in Corus (the capital) after being all over the country with Raoul, Alanna and the King's Own. Not surprised it involved a whole lot of mud. Got caught in quicksand, which wouldn't have been too bad except for the whole 'short redhead stuck there too' thing. No damage done, but I'm gonna look more carefully where I step from now on.
Alanna went to a party for someone's birthday in LA a few weeks ago. I used her being out of town as a window to get out of the city myself and head to Pirate's Swoop, where Aly's from (don't want Alanna knowing things she's not supposed to know). What a dump. Don't get me wrong, it's a huge castle. Bigger than any place I've ever had, and cleaner than some places too. But it could definitely use the Extreme Makeover: Home Edition team. Think they'd make me up a Rangers memorabilia room?
Speaking of hockey, help a guy out here. I've gone all winter without any hockey. Haven't had a spare minute to introduce Tortall to the game. I'll have to wait until next year now. But little help? Any news? How are my Rangers going? Top of the ladder I hope. Bet they're out there kicking ass.
There's a wedding next month. The King and Thayet are getting hitched. It's a big deal. I'm over all the preparations. Got invited, but now I have to take some etiquette class so I don't look like an idiot in front of the nobles. Some days all I want is a burger and fries, t-shirt and jeans and a baseball game.
Charlie
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Mighty Mighty Stickbugs!
Still alive. Haven't been eaten by a horse or run through with a sword. What's new?
Kawalsky
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