#tonpc

Le’ts not forget exsactly who it is you are talking to here.

itsh not like I would steal from Celebrother because I just hate him, It’s importntant that you knw I was gonna use the g odl to help us! I didn’ t want the mercneriary paying for my eyes, I am perfectly capeab capiable capable of taking care of myself.

Mostley.

So put your dissappointmenent disappointment away becaus I am not sory for what I did but its not like I wsn’tnt going to pay him back. Evenetuallelly. Someday.

So le’t s just all settle down for a minuete minute and rememember that I am still waiting for the mercin mersenar mercenary to even talk to me about what the fuck he’s even thinking, kissing me and then just

Not

Doing anything else

Other than talking to his brother and be fucking Aggraviating Aggravating 

Soooooooooo, your move, Merc.

I’m going to speep sleep.

Gharol, ich liebe dich und es tut mir leid. Sei nicht wütend, bitte.

- Cadence Lyrik Kid Child Thief Fuck-Up Stavden (becuse who am I even, really?)

I know not what to do without you here. I miss your guidance. I miss your wisdom. I miss feeling as though the cacophony I can’t get out of my head were a song. I miss your song, my sweet Sonata.

My mother has returned. I did not want to believe it, but I know now more than ever that it was magic that led my father to his demise. I felt it, as Lyrik must have, the moment I laid eyes on her. I should have tried harder to prevent Lyrik from using his magic, I should have destroyed the melodies within him that murdered my father. Even if it meant hurting him, at least he would be safe. At least she wouldn’t have come near him and he would have stayed at home.

But when I saw him, trapped as he was by the arms of that half-elf, he had never looked more like you. I saw the grit, the determination, the stubbornness in him that I saw in you when we were young. He stabbed her, my Sonata, he was angry and he tried to right the wrong. But he is broken. He is tired. He is not able to play the symphony of this world, and the world will take a bow to his heartstrings and play him until he is raw and snapped.

He will not come home without much persuasion, but I will bring him back there no matter what his wishes are. I will not let him risk his life out here with these people that let him be hurt.

I will bring him home with me. I will piece together our broken family as best I can. I believe we can still find happiness together.

With all my love, my Sonata,

I am sorry for what I am about to write to you and I am evensorrier for what I am going to ask of you: I wish to take leave of your serviceand resign from my post as a member of the royal guard. Please consider this request, My Liege. If you have not thrown this letter down in disbelief by now, then I ask that you hear the truth.

You instructed me with two simple tasks: keep these men alive and show them the valor of a true warrior. I have done neither and have failed at both. We have slaughtered innocent men, women, and children for minor transgressions against the crown. My zealousness in defending your honor did betray me, and I acted without thought or the tact of a leader. I have known you for all of my life, My Liege, and I know you would have spoken to the hearts of these poor people and quelled their rage and stayed my hand. You would have done the right thing.

And what follows, My King, I do regret with every fiber of my being and it is which I draw my request for resignation from. I do hope you will forgive me, but I do know that I am not worthy of such an honor.

Adler Bluttrinker, Lord of the Valley of Red Rain, has been killed on our soil. He was occupying a camp North East of the town called Levinton, wherein my men and I have stationed ourselves for the past five years. Lord Bluttrinker seemed to be a threat.  We had no choice… at least, that is what I believed at the time. I do not know whether or not this is still true.

Regardless, it was my actions that lead to his demise, as well as the demise of thirty-six of the forty soldiers originally assigned to my platoon.

Lt. Morgoth Cypress

Lt. Valthazar Fairbairn

Abel Killam

Adnan Adikks

Aslan Richards

Axel Vollan

Conway Sowka

Crescens Eads

Dorothy Newell

Dusan O’Dubhghaill

Edward Magee

Genevieve McTaggart

Gudrun Brennan

Iacchus Havelka

Ingrid Albescu

Irina Doyle

Keinan Abarca

Keisha Webber

Liana Christians

Londyn Houben

Milford Stefansson

Naenia Lynch

Nereus Gutierrez

Pelagia Pace

Pelagius Loncar

Peter Moffett

Petra Silvester

Phoebus O’Neill

Pilar Bottwright

Rais Draper

Robertson Arts

Roma Harding

Samuel Costanzo

Simon Airo

Stefan Underwood

Zakariah McUile

These are the names of our country’s men that I have led to their demise. I will never forget their sacrifices.

What is left of my men will return to the capitol city, and I will return willing to accept whatever punishment you see fit.

I pray you will be just, as you have always been.

Ic mimorie þec, áglæcwíf. Perġehæp þu dest me eallswa. 

Hie mētaþ onġean.

Sie sprachen von mir wie eine Waffe. Ich war ein Werkzeug, um ein Zeichen verschachert und verwendet, bis ich nicht mehr gebraucht wurde, werden. Ich weigere mich, dein Spielzeug mehr sein. 

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