Dear Mom, Dad, and my annoying sisters,

As you may have surmised if you’re still tracking me through the bank, I’ve moved over to Walkersrest. There are opportunities to be had here, even for someone like me. I don’t think it wise to disclose my exact location, but I do want you to know that I’m safe and currently staying at an inn that, while far from the luxury I might expect from home, is still more than adequate to meet my needs.

Tomorrow morning I will be heading over to the local dungeon. I’ve made my choice about my class. Being a Spare isn’t who I am, nor is it who I want to be. So I’m going to change that.

I think my interests in the magical arts are well suited to the local Thunder Mage class. Clementine at least will agree that it suits my personality.

Next time we meet I’ll more than likely be able to zap the dumb out of her.

May the world bring you fortune,

Amaryllis

***

Dear Amy,

A Thunder Mage? That sounds brilliant!

I can’t wait to see you sparking and zapping and blowing things up. It’s too bad that you’ll lose all those levels, but I’m sure you’ll make them back up in no time! I believe in you!

Stay safe, please? Walkersrest is a nice enough place, but there are a lot of weird people there, like humans and even some grenoil. They can be a bit weird, but try to stay polite and maybe you’ll make some friends!

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Also, you need to write more! I want to know all about your adventures and the fun you’re having over there. It sounds like a blast!

(Oh, and don’t tell anyone, but I made sure to link your bank’s account to the companies. If you ever need any gold for anything, you have access to the full spending account of the Albatross Airship Company at your wingtips. Don’t go crazy, but if you need a few little things to make your life easier, just peck away at that, alright?)

With much love and cuddles,

Rosaline

***

To my stupidest, most moronic idiot of a sister,

I think your egg might have been left to cool for a little too long. Leaving the family? Sure, alright, You had a point to make. I can grudgingly accept that maybe just telling us that you weren’t pleased wouldn’t have worked. It happens. But leaving with no plans to return?

Worse! You left and are now changing your class?

That’s just dumb.

I expected better from you, Amaryllis. Do you know what kind of ruffian hangs around Walkersrest? If I have to go down there with the clan’s entire security force to tear you out of some mess that no one but a featherbrain like you would get themselves in, then I’m going to take the opportunity to tan your hide. In front of the entire clan if needed!

Don’t die.

-Clementine Albatross

Ps. You’re an idiot. Write back.