The message is penned on rather plain paper, stamped and sealed with a generic knight's seal. The writing, however, is almost surprisingly well done, clearly the work of a schooled hand...
Her Grace, Lady Evangeline of Primrose, The Beautiful, Fourth of her Line,
I'm inclined to wonder, has anyone told you that your title is quite proper. Almost prim, one would say. It does make one curious as to why you would ever wish to shorten such.
That aside, I've enclosed the housing arrangements for your comrades as promised. While tis no home of a noble, I am certain they will find it suitable for their purposes. For the record, I made the arrangements under...a different name rather than your own. Despite your abundant charm and stunning wit, there may still be those who have...doubts considering your history. Something else on your ever growing list of topics of which to educate me.
I was unable to arrange a place within the city proper, however. That, it seems will take some time. As I'm sure you've seen yourself even in your short time back within your homeland, many are...slow to accept that which is...foreign to them. Nevertheless, please pass my best wishes to your comrades, and yourself, during the search for your missing companions. Ishgard is a harsh place, doubly so for those unfamiliar with the dangers both above and beneath the snows.
The hour grows late, however. And whilst I'm eternally grateful that you aided in preventing my demise, I must rise early to train.
After all, someone must have blade ready to slay Nidhogg, should one of your devices fall short. Halone guide you, Her Grace, Lady Evangeline of Primrose, The Beautiful, Fourth of her line.
In Duty, Honor, and Faith,
-Martiallais Heuloix
Evangeline smiles and rolls her eye as she reads the letter. She shakes her head, taking a sip of her drink before gathering supplies on a small writing desk. Despite Klyn's small protests, she continued to amass bits and pieces of furniture into their already cramped inn room. She adjusts the crisp sheet of paper, and begins to write.
His Majesty, Ser Martiallais Heuloix the Gallant, Knight of Knights,
It is good that you are able to remember my full title in all its majesty, pray do not forget it, lest you invite my considerable royal wrath. My headsman is already sharpening his axe, should your memory fail.
As for my companions, thank you for taking the efforts you have, despite my past. Hopefully recent events have shown that the solution to Ishgard's problems involves embracing the future, not the past. Though they are not of our blood, the southerners are noble people, and we shall not overcome this trial without their assistance. I will caution them on the dangers of the city. It would not do for the Dauntless to travel half the breadth of Eorzea, only to meet their end in an Inquisitor's cell.
As you say, I have much to educate you on, and likewise I have much to learn from you as well. I implore you to not be a stranger. As for our expedition to the Dusk Vigil, I have found us a competent medic, a Roegadyn by the name of Klyn. She is dear to me, so please, protect her as you would me, should any great harm befall us. I believe our small party could use a fourth, so pray inform me if you have someone in mind. Else, I have some erstwhile allies to call upon.
Train well Ser, and try not to get that pretty face smashed in by a practice sword. I would have to find a new handsome knight to corrupt.
Chairwoman of the Eorzean Special Action Committee on Democratic Revolution,
-Evangeline Primrose
Her Grace, Lady Evangeline of Primrose, The Beautiful, Fourth of her Line,
I'm inclined to wonder, has anyone told you that your title is quite proper. Almost prim, one would say. It does make one curious as to why you would ever wish to shorten such.
That aside, I've enclosed the housing arrangements for your comrades as promised. While tis no home of a noble, I am certain they will find it suitable for their purposes. For the record, I made the arrangements under...a different name rather than your own. Despite your abundant charm and stunning wit, there may still be those who have...doubts considering your history. Something else on your ever growing list of topics of which to educate me.
I was unable to arrange a place within the city proper, however. That, it seems will take some time. As I'm sure you've seen yourself even in your short time back within your homeland, many are...slow to accept that which is...foreign to them. Nevertheless, please pass my best wishes to your comrades, and yourself, during the search for your missing companions. Ishgard is a harsh place, doubly so for those unfamiliar with the dangers both above and beneath the snows.
The hour grows late, however. And whilst I'm eternally grateful that you aided in preventing my demise, I must rise early to train.
After all, someone must have blade ready to slay Nidhogg, should one of your devices fall short. Halone guide you, Her Grace, Lady Evangeline of Primrose, The Beautiful, Fourth of her line.
In Duty, Honor, and Faith,
-Martiallais Heuloix
Evangeline smiles and rolls her eye as she reads the letter. She shakes her head, taking a sip of her drink before gathering supplies on a small writing desk. Despite Klyn's small protests, she continued to amass bits and pieces of furniture into their already cramped inn room. She adjusts the crisp sheet of paper, and begins to write.
His Majesty, Ser Martiallais Heuloix the Gallant, Knight of Knights,
It is good that you are able to remember my full title in all its majesty, pray do not forget it, lest you invite my considerable royal wrath. My headsman is already sharpening his axe, should your memory fail.
As for my companions, thank you for taking the efforts you have, despite my past. Hopefully recent events have shown that the solution to Ishgard's problems involves embracing the future, not the past. Though they are not of our blood, the southerners are noble people, and we shall not overcome this trial without their assistance. I will caution them on the dangers of the city. It would not do for the Dauntless to travel half the breadth of Eorzea, only to meet their end in an Inquisitor's cell.
As you say, I have much to educate you on, and likewise I have much to learn from you as well. I implore you to not be a stranger. As for our expedition to the Dusk Vigil, I have found us a competent medic, a Roegadyn by the name of Klyn. She is dear to me, so please, protect her as you would me, should any great harm befall us. I believe our small party could use a fourth, so pray inform me if you have someone in mind. Else, I have some erstwhile allies to call upon.
Train well Ser, and try not to get that pretty face smashed in by a practice sword. I would have to find a new handsome knight to corrupt.
Chairwoman of the Eorzean Special Action Committee on Democratic Revolution,
-Evangeline Primrose
