Larkspur Plagueheart

Letter-writing, again. It's been a long time--a couple of months, maybe, which is a long time relative to how he measures things, thinking in insect lifespans, disease lifespans, lifespans of days and weeks and months, not years and decades and centuries--since he's occasioned to take up a quill and write. He still doesn't enjoy the task any more for having not done it for all that time, but it eats up the hours while Meridas is trying to sleep and it keeps him from worse habits.

Besides, he's been remiss in visiting and tethered to his obligations. If there's one advantage he will grudgingly cede to the chore, it's the ability to keep in touch at a distance.

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To: S. Dawnherald

From: L. Dawnherald

[This letter has with it a package containing some odd bouquets--cowslip, bloodspore, and bloodvine in one bundle; earthroot, quillvine, and sungrass in another. Also, there's a surprise (blue) moth in all of it!]

Coz,

good to hear your'e doing well. herd heard strange things about the guy you're working for.

write back soon.

-L

To: T. Morningcall-Dawnherald

From: L. Dawnherald

Coz,

tl Talked t. Kae abt your por problems w/ him. W' w n won't happen again.

Need a cpl favors. I n know Im' in a bad position to ask but i'ts urgent.

One ify ou have any xt x extra scribig stuff, I have a f rf friend who wn wants to wt write letters & I'm almost out of in.k. & paper.

2 does yr Father have any empty bldgs h(homes are best) on the Morningcall lands? You can tell him i'ts a tn tenat tenant asking; Ill I'll pay w/ever he asks & see to repairs & upkeep myself.

Stay alive.

Yr cousin,
-Larkspur

To: K. Amberwind

From: L. Plagueheart



we hw WHERE THE HEL L ARE YOU?!

To: O. Greyspell

From: L. Plagueheart

[Included is an unusual collection of flame-seared beetle husks. From the peppering of scorch marks on the envelope, it looks like Suhail "helped" with this one and wanted to send Al'lat a present! <3 <3 <3]

th Ther thero threo theortetically if I wr were in trouble w/ the law ....... in trouble w/ the law again .... worse & wanted to hide in Eversong do you nk know of any abandoned property I cul could take over??

-L

To: Tisho

From: Larkspur

[There's dreamfoil tucked into this envelope, lots of it--as well as a handful of serpentbloom. It has been delivered by the Ebon Blade's internal mail system, rather than through external channels.]

Do you rme remember Merosilver?

can you keep a secret?

-Larkspur

To: A. Bloodspeaker
From: L. Plagueheart

do you  n know of any abandoned & undeeded property in Eversong near th ecoast? or even smthg we I could buy the title to by po prx proxy.

-L

To: Sir Benden Amateria
From: L. Dawnherald

Hi Ben,

Can we talk sometime?

sorry I havn't been home much. Se spending alot of t time in Warsongh Hol.d.

if You can cm come here, t it would be rg great. I miss you.

Love,
Lark

[Both of these letters arrive by Ebon Blade courier--a gargoyle, in this case. One that expects to be fed on reaching its destination, which may be slightly uncomfortable in the case of one of the recipients.

Both messages are also neatly written and properly spelled, implying that Lark's dictated them to someone.]

To: Aurelius Bloodspeaker
From: Larkspur Plagueheart

Bloodspeaker,

Need your assistance soonest at Acherus concerning an injured knight. Necrosurgery required; have to stitch his head back onto his body. Unknown amount of damage to neck, spine, throat due to previous necromancers being total fucking incompetents.

Will have someone on-hand with more information when you get here.

--Lark

To: Chryseth Keenblaze
From: Larkspur Plagueheart

Need you immediately. Mornherald's gone and wrecked his collar; Bloodflame's ordered it removed. Contacted Bloodspeaker for the necrosurgery; want you available to advise on existing damage to the underlying tissue.

Bring your notes.

--Lark

[Stuffed into the bottom of Chryseth's letter is a handful of thornroot and a fel blossom.]