Wraesha's Parting Words

Alijham,
You’re my best friend. I don’t know if I was yours, but you were mine. There’s no one who’s been kinder to me longer than you have. You always saw the best in me, even when I couldn’t. I know this must be hard for you, especially since you’ve been in similar places before. I’m glad I got to talk to you before I died. I trust you more than anyone. There’s things you know about me that no one else knows.

Out of everyone out there, I expect that you’re probably the most disappointed that everything turned out this way. You probably know I was scared, that I wasn’t thinking, and that I sort of broke down. You’ve probably forgiven me already, or you’re at least thinking of some way to help me, or at least add your therapist spin to this. It’s not going to get better though. I’m going to die, and I’m not ready for it. I don’t think I’m going to get to pay you back for the money you lent me. I’m sorry.

I love you like a brother Ali. You were family to me. I hope your kids grow up healthy and strong. They’ve got a good dad.

-Wrae

Amaethaera,
Hey, I don’t know you very well, and I’ll admit that the only times we had any real conversation, I was trying to get something out of you, but you had my back in there. I know it doesn’t mean much, but I’m going to die knowing that maybe not all the guards are out to get me. I don’t know if it’s just because you’re now, or if you actually want to see me live, but it meant something to me.

I got the short end of the stick here. I was but to trial by people who hate me. It’s hard not to be bitter, but I can’t tell the anger from fear or dread anymore. I hope things work out for you.

-Wraesha

Benny,
If anyone's going to bounce back from this news, I think it's going to be you. Just wanted to say thanks for having my back, and sorry for getting you in trouble. I don't know what comes next, but if I see you in the afterlife someday, bring rum and drugs.

Beth,
I don't think I'll be around to finish any of those jobs for you. I'm sorry if I left behind a mess. I know you like to know things, so I'll give you a quick history of what happened. I couldn't make this months payment because I was robbed, and I couldn't find you to beg for money. I was offered the choice between being taken as an indentured servant, or to help the debt collector. I chose to help the collector.

He took me to where he'd knocked out Wren, but apparently couldn't kill her because she had magic bracelets on. I don't know. It sounds contrived, but that's what happened. I took them off, and I don't remember what happened. I just remember waking up with a punctured lung and broken ribs. Rax told me our was burned down. I didn't know what was going to happen. I was scared, and I stopped thinking about anyone but myself.

Someone told me that the collector had died, and I was afraid that if I didn't pay off whoever came next, I'd be taken. I don't know if it was because I was so scared, or if I still hadn't recovered from what Gilyn did, or if it was just who I am, but I broke down. I lured a stranger into the woods, drugged her, and tried to rob her and kill her. I hurt her bad, but I couldn't go through with it. I told the guard what happened, and they saved her life.

By the time you get this I'll have been executed by the town. It there's any back pay I'm owed, please give it to Raxori. He’ll need it. Thanks for having me.

Keys,
This might be the hardest letter I’ve ever had to write. If you need help reading some of these words, ask Alijham. I’m sure you know everything by now, and you’ve probably shut down, and tried to forget about me. But I want you to read this whole letter anyway, just so I can get this off my chest. You were maybe the best thing that’s happened to me since moving here. You reminded me so much of me, that I sort of got carried away, and thought you’d grow up to be just like me. I’m honestly glad it’s not looking like that anymore. Whenever you were around, I felt like I needed to do better. I guess I wasn’t very good at that, huh?

I’m so proud of you. When I met you and you told me you were going to be a hero, I thought you were just some crazy kid on the road, but now I know you were right. When you say you want something, you go out and you make it happen. You’re going to change the world someday. You’ve already changed the lives of your family, and everyone that you’ve met just by being you. Don’t lose your heart. I mean it. It’s inspiring. You’ve got this infectious smile. The world is a tough place sometimes. I know you know that already. Keep your head up, and keep moving. I don’t know what you’re thinking, and I know you probably won’t at this point, but don’t dwell on me.

I don’t know what they told you about what I did, but you’re probably looking for answers at this point, and I don’t know how to give them to you. I did a bad thing, and I’m not proud of it. I’m not ready to face this right now, but I know I have too. I’m going to miss you most of all.

Send my love to Alyss, Jigs, Rats, Fadhi, and all your other siblings for me.

I love you Keys. You’re a good kid.

A second letter arrives with the first. This one is sealed with wax, and reads “Do not open until you’ve grown up.”

Hey Keys. It’s me again. I know I won’t be around for you growing up, so I’ve left this for you too. I know that you’re probably going to read this the second you get it, mostly because you never did listen to me, but this is for future you.

By now you’ve probably become the steward of the fighters guild, or some world renowned Clan Mother. I wouldn’t be surprised if you’ve become the next queen of the Dominion. I’ve no doubt you’ve accomplished great things. You’ve probably hit a few speed bumps along the way, made a few mistakes, maybe even hurt some people. But I know you. You’d never do it on purpose, and you’ve probably gone out of your way to make thing right again.

I know I’ve missed a lot. I wish I could have given you advice, or at least pointed you to people who could tell you better than I could. Honestly, if I could just see how tall you’ve gotten I’d be happy. I know I’ll never get to see it, but I can picture it so clearly right now. You’re tall, but it’s got nothing to do with your actual height. It’s all in the way you walk. You’ve probably fallen in love a few times by now, maybe even had your heart broken a few times. If I were around for any of it, I’d tell you that you’re an idiot, but I was an idiot too and that it’s okay. I don’t know why, but I’ve got a feeling that you’re a very good cook.

I’ve not much to say but I’ve missed you. Maybe this letter is selfish, but I’ve always been the selfish type. I hope now after all these years you look back on me, and you don’t think so bitterly of what happened.

You’ve done good kid.

-Wraesha

Mom and Dad,
I don’t know how to write this letter. By the time you receive this, I’ll be dead. I’m not going to go into details, because I don’t think I could. All I’ll say is that I fell in with some bad people, owed a lot of money, and did a few really bad things in order to keep myself alive. It’s the reason I haven’t written to you in the past few months, and why I haven’t been able to send any money. I’m going to be executed on Loredas.

I know this news isn’t going to sit well with you, and I know you raised me to be better than this. I asked to see you again, but the guards wouldn’t let me leave, and I knew you couldn’t make it here in time, especially if you had to leave the farm. I love you. I miss you both so much. Thank you for all that you’ve taught me, and for all of the good times we had growing up. I know it wasn’t alway great, but we were a strong family. I’m sorry you’re losing another kid. When you get my ashes, I know it doesn’t matter where you put them, but I’d like to be laid next to Wyk.

I love you, and I’m sorry,
Wraesha

Lucia,
Hey Lucia. I'm dead. I won't be around the tavern anymore. Sorry I freaked out at you the other night. And sorry that I was stealing food from the tavern. It's been a really tough month. Didn't think it would end this way. You were good to me. I appreciate it. Tell people who stop by good stories about me. Remember me as someone fun to be around. That's what I want.

Lulie,
It's been a long time since we've spoken, but I miss our smoking breaks. I've got a lot I want to talk about right now, but I'm not going to be able to say any of it. You’ve been a good friend to me. Whenever I was around you, I always wanted to do a little better by people. You rubbed off on me that way.

I'm going to be executed soon. You won't read this letter until after I'm gone, but I thought I owed you enough to tell you myself. I probably deserve it, but I'm afraid. I wish I got to talk to you again. If anyone gives you shit about anything, stand up for yourself. Tell them I'm going to haunt them if they don't leave you alone. I wish nothing but good health and a cozy life for you and your kid.

I don't know if you're gonna wake up, but if you do, I wanted to say I am so sorry for everything. I was scared and desperate and I wasn't thinking. You don't have to forgive me. I wouldn't if I were you. I just wanted you to know that I didn't want this. If I could take all of this back I would. I'm not a monster, but I did an evil thing. My well wishes don't mean anything at all, but you have them anyway.

I won't be around to stop by for that bath.

Thanks for being there or me. You were one of the first friends I made when I moved out here.

Raxori,
This is my fourth time trying to write this letter. I don’t know what to say. You’re an idiot. Jone and Jode, you are such an idiot for sticking around this long. I warned you, I told you this was going to end poorly. But I still love you more than anyone else in the world. I didn’t think I’d fall for you this hard. I fully expected you to be just someone who’d listen, and kiss me for a month and then leave, but you’ve done so much more than that.

I’ve lost count as to how many times you’ve saved me in the past month alone. You’re so kind, even though you like to pretend that you’re not. You’ve given up everything just for the hope that I’d one day be able to live comfortably, and I let you down. I know if you were standing right here in front of me, you’d try to comfort me, or change my mind, but it’s true. I can’t justify what’s happened. There’s no way to spin this that doesn’t leave me as the villain. I didn’t just hurt a stranger, I hurt everyone who’s ever loved me. I’m afraid of dying for it, but I think I’m more afraid about what’s going to happen to you.

I’m not here to leave you a note filled with reasons why you should pity me. I just want to say I’m sorry. I’m not going to have this conversation with you face to face. This has been the heaviest experience of my life, and I don’t have the heart to talk to you right now. I hope you can forgive me for that. I’m sorry if I’ve been hard to be around these past couple of weeks. I’ve been afraid. You met me at my worst, and you still loved me, which says something about at least one of us.

I know this is going to hurt you. I don’t want it too. You’ve got no reason to listen to me, but please don’t get yourself killed because of me. Don’t try to be the hero, don’t seek revenge, and don’t drown your woes in alcohol. Cry for a few days, write a letter back, and then move on. You’re not a failure just because I got myself killed.

I just wish we had more time together.

Love,
Wraesha

Seriduril,
I know you probably didn't expect a letter from me, but I figured if I was dying anyway I ought to tell you this, cause you're the only one I trust to take care of it. I didn't sell all my skooma the first time I was arrested. I didn't use any of it, but I had it still. It's burried in a sealed box just outside of town. I was gonna sell it, of use it if I needed to, but I guess that won't happen. Hope you can take care of this and make sure no one stumbles upon it. I don't want to be remembered that way.

P.S. I hope your death sucks more then mine.

[included in this letter is a vague map to a copse of trees. please dm me if you go searching for this location.]
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Well, you killed me.

Guess I expected this to happen someday, but I didn't think it would go down like this. I could try to justify it all, but I'm not going too. I was afraid, and I made mistakes. Maybe I should have listened to you, but I still don't think you knew what I needed. I wish I knew what I needed. I'm too proud to say I'm sorry to you, so I'm going to say fuck you.

I knew you probably won't, but I’d appreciate it if you didn't spread around all the bad stuff I did. I want people to remember me well.

Take care of Keys for me.