Letters to Auell (for Vorrick's player)
Dear Paeorth,
I have an entire bag of letters from you. I will try to read them in sequence, though the blood knight who stored them away for me cannot promise they are all in order according to delivery dates. Suffice to say I have been unable to write to you since the beginning of the year, though I'm sure you're aware of that by now. Nine months and you write me an entire bag of letters. You have several of the other men in my cohort convinced you're a pretty flower of a girl waiting for me back in Silvermoon. I've not disillusioned them, though I have thought to tell them you're my second cousin, thrice removed, just to watch the confusion in their eyes.
You see? You're still a horrible influence on my proper self, even now after waking from a nine month coma the first thing that occurs to me, other than you are more proliffic with words than I thought, is mischief.
I am not going into terrible detail. My cohort was ambushed in Northrend and most of us were killed. Five of us survived, including me. The Argents have been caring for us since then, though they weren't entirely sure I'd ever wake up. I am fine, rest assured. My injuries have since been healed, though no one can explain my prolonged slumber. I don't even remember dreaming, I simply woke up and nine months had passed without me.
They're not releasing me just yet, and don't even think of rushing up here to be with me. You have duties at home. I've been asleep so long my body has to readjust itself to being awake and upright again.
I'll be with you again as soon as I can. I promise.
Just as faithfully yours,
Auell Grayvale
I have an entire bag of letters from you. I will try to read them in sequence, though the blood knight who stored them away for me cannot promise they are all in order according to delivery dates. Suffice to say I have been unable to write to you since the beginning of the year, though I'm sure you're aware of that by now. Nine months and you write me an entire bag of letters. You have several of the other men in my cohort convinced you're a pretty flower of a girl waiting for me back in Silvermoon. I've not disillusioned them, though I have thought to tell them you're my second cousin, thrice removed, just to watch the confusion in their eyes.
You see? You're still a horrible influence on my proper self, even now after waking from a nine month coma the first thing that occurs to me, other than you are more proliffic with words than I thought, is mischief.
I am not going into terrible detail. My cohort was ambushed in Northrend and most of us were killed. Five of us survived, including me. The Argents have been caring for us since then, though they weren't entirely sure I'd ever wake up. I am fine, rest assured. My injuries have since been healed, though no one can explain my prolonged slumber. I don't even remember dreaming, I simply woke up and nine months had passed without me.
They're not releasing me just yet, and don't even think of rushing up here to be with me. You have duties at home. I've been asleep so long my body has to readjust itself to being awake and upright again.
I'll be with you again as soon as I can. I promise.
Just as faithfully yours,
Auell Grayvale