Father,

It has been too long since my last letter, I hope this letter finds you well. It is with much joy I can pen this to you, as although my recent trials have ended there is one that still remains.

As one of his last acts, Lord Veryacano lifted his punishment from my life so that I may finally be with the Lady whom I love so dearly.. Amorith. The moment passed quickly and I rode with haste to find my love, finding her on the western reaches of the
Trollshaws.. her surprise and delight were a joy to me..

Is like a miracle..Seem all my questions has been answered this week...I do not feel down anymore.. I am quite calm and happy..
Earlier this week I approached Earinlin...he had to tell me what happened that day that change our lives. I wanted answers I could not wait anymore.
The journey that happened five years ago seemed to be an awful reminder to him. I could see him struggling explaining to me what happened. He hesitated a lot before he started to answer my questions. But his eyes wanted to let me know, he knew this was very important to me..

((hah! my picture is more purple than any purple prose!))

Pain shot trough the dwarves body, coursing from his legs, trough his lower back and all the way up to the very top of his head. The dwarf smiled, welcoming the sensation like an old friend. "So I am not dead yet", Dweri muttered and stumbled on his legs, gribbing the half-drawn greatsword on his back and drawing it out from it's sheath. Dweri winced, the sudden movement blurring his vision and filling it with bright flashes of light. Still he heard a bellowing to his right hand side and the cracking of twigs, root and stones under mighty limbs.