A Letter from Abejunio and You're Welcome
Hello, fellow Wizlards. It is I, the crooner of Faer’uner. The singer with the thinger. We’re still workshopping. I was sitting down last night to another meal with Maura on the Chaser – some rabbit stew – and could not stop the laughing. Remember when Ellie and Lleyash squared off against a room full of delightful but rabid zombie critters? Perhaps right after finding my long lost daughter, this was a high point. And I wasn’t even there. Just like I wasn’t there for Maura, but that’s another story (that I’ll be publishing in Baldur’s Gate Press “Deadbeat or Funky Beat: the Price of Stardom”). We’d arrived at Firewatch Isle after a few days sail from Lleyash’s ancestral home. I made a point to dive back down to take the skull of his father as well as Oceanus’ mom, because it looked cool and we needed answers. Letting the boys say goodbye to their parents was nice. I guess. They told us little besides...