A Letter to the College of Balladeers [ DMs or Players, probably players. ]

[Dugs]

Live and drink,

I don't fully grasp the meaning of this saying, but I've heard you are a College of Bards, Knights... storytellers past the prime of their banners. This is a tale all too familiar to me, and I'd like to meet some, or all of you if time permits. I'd like to drink alongside you, share stories, sing songs, and bring some mirth and joy to the people during this desolate time.

If any of you would honor me with your time, write me back or look for Thrasamund Sorrow-Marked—the tallest of my companions and the only one missing an eye. Not so hard to spot, in truth.

From,
Sorrow-Marked

[Whyleth]

Dearest Sorrow-Marked,

It would be a great pleasure of mine to be able to learn more of your kin and history so we may continue to keep the legacies of all whom walked before us alive. I would love to meet you when the time permits.

Are you also a poet and a songwriter? If you have any of your own works, I'd love to also add them to the Gallery of Ephia's Well. I will make a priority of it to seek you out.

Regards,
Balladeer-Magistrate Niranye Auvreathil