Letter found in Thakria.

Galadriel, Tolo dan nan galadto Everyone

Dear All,

I thought, since we're trading mail, you'll enjoy this one I found by the

Path Entrance...


I need your advice. We're both about the same, city-hopping, guild-hopping

until we found a hole to hide in. But it STINKS here. I mean, c'mon. No one

has a mind of their own but Plaman, and all he does is go on about the \"glory

days\"... as if anyone gives a crap about 200 year old crap anyhow!

What should we do now? The teaming thing is getting kinda old, and I've busted

about every rule there is. Friends? Like you, I've got none. I gotta suck up

to newborns because no one else can tolerate me, either.

How do you get by? Got any advice? Cause I've run out of things to quit from

and I know you're in the same boat.

Thanks. N.

Not sure who it's to or from, but it's a fun read. Enjoy.

Written by my hand on the 20th of Mournsend, in the year 1174.