Dear Kylar
If you are reading this it means one of two things, you killed me or I have not gotten around to killing you yet. I am writing this out of some odd feeling of… I don’t know, I think it’s called regret maybe, anyway this is where I am telling you as close to a goodbye as you're going to get from me that doesn't involve a piece of steel between your ribs. I hope out of these years of training if any one of my sayings has gotten stuck in your thick skull it is this, “Relationships are ropes. Love is a noose”. Well it looks like both of us are waiting for our execution I guess what I am trying to say is that you are the closest thing to family that I have had in a long time and I am sorry that you have to pay the price for this but well… I don’t expect to lose.
Any gear you may need for this night is on the walls including your “inheritance”, I don’t want you thinking for a second that you lost to me because I had better gear. Also as a bit of incentive so you don’t ditch town, your best friend will die tonight if you don’t intervene. This is my goodbye son, I’m sorry it has to go this way, but they have something that i can’t afford to lose so i am stuck helping them as for what it is, well if you live past tonight you’ll hear about what it is eventually, maybe even from me. Besides I always said i would kill the king instead of work for him.
-A Thorne
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