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Joined: Apr 2008 Gender: Male  Posts: 50 Location: California Karma: 0 |  | A letter home. « Thread Started on Jun 24, 2008, 8:08pm » | |
*Knock knock knock*
Efren's mother slowly answered the door. "Ma'am, this letter is from our beloved King Efren." He bowed and left her.
She lit a candle, and opened the letter.
Dearest Mother,
I write to you to tell you that I am alive and well. No harm has come to me from the war these humans are having. I have begun peace talks with the Plains Capital city of Urgor. They are very interested in our architects, and intend to pay well. Please send four architects and their apprentices to this city, and make sure they get there with a small group of guards. I do not wish for them to meet the same fate as our first party had.
Your Beloved Son, Efren Okar
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