Nannade,

Please return home. We have prepared everything. Elissa and Faan missed you a bunch. There is nothing to be afraid of. From the info I could glean with my skills, I can assure you that you did well.

I have to admit that your plan worked admirably, but you probably have quite the head start by the time this letter arrives in Myrskattenholm.

The man who brings you this letter is a colleague, please treat him with professional respect and he will treat you with the same.

I cannot say much to convince you, can I? Remember the talk we had in the forest, during your trial? Ssil is a part of your life now and I don’t think I can change that anymore. But I don’t know what that serpent promised you, remember that it speaks with forked tongue and will try to gain as much control over you as possible. It could just be another trap.

As for that revelation, I don’t think I have any reason to not believe you. But it does sound uncomfortable. I will not abandon you, not after all this time. I would save you all over again, even if I knew that serpent was influencing me, because I know it was the right thing to do.

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Please return home. We’re all worried. Faan and Elissa and me. Carstennus and Fiona came by many times and asked for you. I know how it feels not being able to tell people the truth, but I promise you, you will be able to carve out a life for yourself. Return home and you can get your first mark of approval. Wouldn’t that be great? You could take smaller contracts all by yourself. But after I saw the contract you did in Plirova, I think “smaller contracts” won’t exactly do it for you, will they? I think I’ll actually have to be afraid of you now.

Elissa sends her best wishes, and she too wants you to return home. She had her hands full with her own troubles and her own life these past few months, but there was never a day where she did not worry about you.

Aaka is alive and well, by the way. She apparently drifted on the waves in a jar for quite a while and is now living on Botrelandt, waiting to be picked up and sent back by an acquaintance of Black Surgeon.

With only the best wishes,

Garetas.