(07-24-2015, 10:26 AM)Zarek Wrote: Though the message arrives penned upon a far, far finer paper, the seal and penmanship alike leave little doubt concerning the identity of the sender.
Her Grace Lady Evangeline of Primrose, the Beautiful, Fourth of her Line,
I trust this letter will find you well despite the haste with which you departed during our last brief meeting. Fortunately, your ally Klyn proved to be rather interesting company and enjoyable conversation though she does admit some doubt in her own skills. Whether that can be attributed to nerves or the weight with which this task has acquired along the way, I pray Halone give her, and us all, strength to see this search through to completion. I doubt I have need to inform you that this investigation has garnered more eyes than I imagine even you intended and as such I would advise extra care with your devices.
A tale regarding their effects reached mine ears and while I can certainly appreciate their uses, the safety of all under my watch and completion of the task set before us are my utmost priorities. Please keep such in mind.
That aside, I have invited the fourth and final member of our makeshift band to join us. She is a close personal friend and considerably skilled mage. Given your affection for your devices I imagine you'll share a certain appreciation for her skills, should such be required. I trust Halone shall guide our blades when that time comes.
Lastly, inform your companions they have not been left out in the cold, as some seem fond of saying. I have gathered this to be a joke, of sorts, further south. Tis one of many rather strange sayings that I have overheard and surely the meaning will not be lost upon them.Â
There are still some preparations left to be made, but they are few and far between. Let us depart sooner than later, lest we chance a turn in the weather that would delay either our departure or our return.
In Duty, Honor, and Faith,
-Martiallais Heuloix
"You are wasted as a knight, Ser Mar" Evangeline laughs as she reads the letter, "Alas, it seems Eorzea is missing out on a capable poet."
She unfurls a sheet of paper on the cramped writing desk. It was not so fine of paper as that of the letter she had recieved, it seems the powerful of Ishgard were not want to share their finery. However it was not so shoddy as to embarass her, perhaps the Knight might even find it quaint.
His Majesty, Ser Martiallais Heuloix the Gallant, Knight of Knights, user of the finest stationary, wooer of Elezen and Roegadyn alike,
It does my heart well to hear that you and Klyn were able to get along, I might mention her doubts are far more a creature of her mind, than of reality. I have ever found her capable, regardless of her constant groaning and moaning. As for the secrecy of our mission, I did not consider that, I only hope there are no others so discerning as to track the steel as well.
To placate your worries though, I have far more faith that my explosives and inventions will help our mission, rather than harry it. Besides, I have made adjustments since our last incident. It seems a drake is more complicated to detonate than a human. I am excited to meet this companion of yours, and feel comfortable with whomever you might bring.
I shall inform my companions of your words, goodwill can be slow to come in Ishgard, as I know. We must earn our own trust. My companions may even be of assistance in this mission, which will no doubt endear them even more.
- Evangeline Primrose
