Letters to a Saboteur

[Wrenmae]

All letters addressed to Wrenmae are to be put here.

[Ana Sol Starris]

(Not sure if this is going to be recieved by Wrenmae IC, since his letter arrives near the end of Summer. She replies back, earnestly the same day she recieves the letter due to Zeltiva, with the name of "Wrenmae" put in place.)

Wrenmae, or Shroud

I know Ximal is with us, he kept giving me nasty looks during the trip.. Probably because I still have his ring! I don't see why he's so upset over a measly copper ring really.. Thankyou for telling me of this "Slave" name thing.. I don't know if I should.. but I will if he attempts to corner me.

Cade is dead. Zandelia leads the Crimson Edge now, and everyone is.. upset.. I couldn't believe it when I saw it happening. It was awful, we should have gone back to Sunberth to alert you.. But we still kept moving forwards to Spires upon Zandelias encouragement. I wish we hadn't, this place is so strange, and with it's mist.. or fog.. it makes the animals go feral.. and the monkeys crazy apparently. I don't know what took over Cades mind to travel there.. I know we're mercenaries, but leaving our home turf? Look where it got him.. I feel like the family will fall apart..

Though everything is the same to me, for the most part, I still don't sleep.. and since having of left Sunberth I feel like sleep evades me still. My health is still pretty terrible, but.. I don't know whether thats from actual sickness, or having of left you, I feel sick with worry for having left you in Sunberth. Please, stay sane, thats all I ask.. Don't get yourself killed.. Not like I doubt in your abilities.. You not feeling well when I left had me worried, I can worry, can't I?

Okay? ..and I hope you have fun in Zeltiva.. My father is there. Remember what I said about his and my eyes?

Stay safe Wren, stay healthy. Write me back soon, please.

~ Ana (Neille Catrabuch)

[Ana Sol Starris]

(Being sent as soon as the 2nd letter from Wren is recieved.)

Wrenmae,

I sent you a letter back in the ending of Summer, from the sounds of this letter- you never recieved it. Cade is dead, Wrenmae, he died on the way to Spires and Zandelia has deserted us.. I don't know where, but she is gone, missing, lost. But it was when she went on an expidition to help survivers of the storm to the East I think, but she never returned with the others that had come back, I've been kept in the dark. I am writing this before I speak with remaining members, and Ximal, it's the only time I can right now.. I feel as if I must hide things about me while here.

The Crimson Edge, is indeed dead, I'm sorry to hear of Mok, and the rest of the others.. It's heartbreaking.

But Wrenmae, you don't honestly think the Crimson Edge can be given up on? We had pride, honor, familial values that set us apart from other bands and groups, even for a small group of mercenaries- we were actually something. Badluck just seemed to cross paths with us, setting the organization back by leaps and bounds, but truthfully... I won't give up on the Crimson Edge. I won't. I don't care what you think, or the others, or if I even have to do it myself.. I will not let a name that could have been great, and feared, respected, be sullied by a few setbacks. The others may or may not agree with me, they may even completely reject the idea.

You, yourself may even reject the idea of keeping the Crimson alive on barely smoldering coals of fire, from the sounds of your own letter.

You're the only one left in true command now, are you going to abandon us like Zandelia had? Or Cade, by being reckless and dying? I would hope not.. I hold alot of respect for you Wrenmae, others may hate you... But I respect you. Staying in the Spires for such a long time now, I haven't changed much at all, I'm still that scared little girl you met on the streets that one fateful day.. and I'm still growing in mind, but I have also become healthier and stronger. I just am not a natural leader.. and if you're as different as you say you are now- then don't give up on us remaining few. Command me, and I'll be your pawn to use, albeitly through letters or until we can meet in person again..

I have been practicing with morphing, and my hands are grass green now... I don't know when they'll turn back.. Or rather I haven't tried. They seem to be permanant.. But I don't know! But I do know I won't lose.. or "forget" myself with this magick, you can count on that. Maybe by the time I'm really good, I can show off to you and surprise you?...among other things. I'll be honest as well, I miss you, but I don't miss Sunberth. At least I can eat all I want here.. as long as I work.. But work can be boring sometimes, I work as a groomer for animals, but I'd much rather be stealing.. Much more exciting.

I feel as if I'm being slowly trapped like a bird in a cage.. Listen to me ramble.. I guess I'm just so excited to have finally recieved word from you. I will send this to Sunberth, hopefully it reaches you in time before you head to Sahova.. Where ever that is. I also like your new name "Egyptus Murdock" it seems very unique. I could tell it was you, Wren, because of what had been written.

Please, please write me back this time, as soon as you recieve this letter.

Stay healthy, Wren.

~Ana, (Neille Catrabuch)

[Ana Sol Starris]

Sent from Ana Sol Starris, due to arrive around the 86th of Winter, 512AV.

Wrenmae,

There is a small group already formed, most of the Edge that came up here has dissapeared into the unknown, and those that did stay.. Well most of them do not wish to leave the Spires, they've grown accustomed to the simple life.

There is, however, Ximal and Zandelia that are coming along with for sure with me, we are due for Syliras around Spring, but for now as we are stuck in the Spires.. We are collecting supplies and funds to begin travel. There is finally some purpose beyond the trees and bushes, and whatever heavy weight I felt on myself dissapear.

Zandelia does not show any kindness, or want to follow you, actually there were quite a few nasty words said. But in the end I have gotten her trust, and her loyalty, but she knows nothing about plans to head into Zeltiva. Along the way I can only hope that I can persuade her to let go of any ill-will towards you.

Ximal, I can not say much about, he's just prooven to be very useful in terms of training. Also, a thing or two to know about him, he knows how to morph, I don't know how, or when he learned, but he does. Bastard stole my hair. On terms towards you, I believe he's given up a grudge against you, but I'm unsure.

I pledged loyalty to you through written word, but I will swear it in person when we see eachother again. That, I promise you.

Zeltiva is in my sights. Keep me informed of any planned movements, it doesn't help to play a wild goose chase.

Ana Sol Starris

[Nira'lia]

Wrenmae Sek Office Of The Waveguards, Zeltiva Winter 40th 512 AVNot sure when it would get to him, but this is when it she sent it. She doesn’t really have much secrets to tell as of writing, just that they have no absolutely idea what happened to Imass ;p Dear Wrenmae, We have just arrived on Mura. I am being accompanied by Imass’ squire, Ball. Ball is very worried about Imass and I am afraid for him. He seems very vulnerable at the moment. We are also here with a Syliran Knight, Markus Andres. I think he is here to make sure I do not run, though he does seem easily distracted by my sisters. I think something terrible has happened to Imass. If sources are correct, he is imprisoned in Sahova. There was no way for me to check on him and I am unsure if he is alright. Sahova did not seem like a safe place, it would have been dangerous to have lingered behind. The duration of our stay here in Mura is also not up to me, but if it were, I would stay here in Mura until we got word from him. I worry for him. Did you stay behind in Sahova after the Zeltiva group left? Perhaps there is some word about Imass that you could send our way? I am worried that harm has befallen him. I do not really have much to tell you. If anything comes up, I will be sure to write another letter. I hope you and Zan are safe. Nira’lia

[Ignotus Everto]

(Sent)1st of Summer, 513AV Wrenmae, This news may not reach you from a different source, and I cannot take chances, so I am sending you this letter now. Maria, the Lord of Counsel, is retiring on the seventy fifth day. Now, this would be a moment of sadness, and perhaps an opportunity to shift things. However, I see something else coming. Mercenaries have been entering the Denvali Quarter since Spring. However, there has been little infighting. Thus, they are not likely for other Denvalis. Naturally, I decided to find out who they were for. The specifics are not important. What I can say with almost utter certainty, however, is that a storm is coming. A storm that can end in this city's ruin... Or usher in a new golden age. Our age. I need you in Zeltiva, Wrenmae. I will ensure being there will not cause problems. However, I have the strong suspicion that all of our combined skill and cunning will be required if we wish to profit from this. I hope to see your face (or mask) soon. Long live us. -Ignotus