Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20150606215453/@comment-5583506-20150607190203

''Kirri has been doing well for herself lately. She works as an errand girl at the local bazaar and earned her first coins the other day. Don't worry too much about it. Her employer is a good man. A Breton fishmonger who is ever so kind to her. She has been asking questions about you as well and this one doesn't honestly know what to tell her. Man'Ja wants to tell her that her mother will be home anyday from now, but we both know that would be a lie. Kirri is a bright little cub and knows a lie when she hears one, so this one won't make any false promises.''

We both hope you did well on your latest contract in Cheydinhal and we will see you when you get home.

Love Man'Ja

Ra'Mira giggled quietly to herself as she read the letter. A tear seeped down from her eye and she hastily brushed it off on her sleeve. It felt good to hear from the two again, seeing as it had almost been two months since last she had received a letter.

She longed to be back home and embrace her daughter again. Her beloved Kirri... Not even the bottle of Sujamma she had found at the market was enough to drown her longing. She stumbled forward along the crowd of people, visually intoxicated and clutching the piece of paper tightly in her hand.

"Don't worry, my little moonbeam", she purred and stroke the letter as if it was her dearest. "This one will be home again soon. She promises."

She eventually found her way to the castle gates and with her blurry vision she was able to make out a couple of interesting people standing about. A Nord woman seemed to engage in as much drinking as she was.

Ra'Mira carefully folded the letter together with shaking hands and made her way to the Nord woman, raising her bottle of Sujamma in salute.

"H-hey there!" she murmured with an unsteady voice. "It's a nice feast, yes? If only they had... had... had..." She tried to figure out a way to complete the sentence. "... had more liquor, yes?"