( A missive that was received through the courier of Silvermoon City, along with a package wrapped in an appropriate shade of blue. The item within this package was a blue linen shirt, not made by the addressee, but rather simply a gift for the recipient. )

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To Val (depending on who’s handling this mailing),

I hope this is to your liking—it’s not much at all, but it’s decently made. It seems a shade to suit you. I just grabbed it to say thanks—for watching over me and such—and to an extent offer it up as an apology for being so abrasive.

(But I think you prefer me like that, so maybe I’m not that sorry.)

-Atê

PS. I’d thought to write more, but I’ve forgotten what I intended to say by it.

I hope to see you soon…

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( The missive in response to Miss Alexemia’s, written on finer parchment, considered more along the lines of stationery. It is plausible that this stationery was something Soryk obtained from one of his victims upon picking the pockets. Along with this parcel, was a rose, dedicated to the lovely Atê. )

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Atê,

Imagine my delight when I found that I'd received something from you. For all intents and purposes, any mail directed to me will come straight to me. There are few of whom I would trust to be a middle man for the missives I am to send and receive.

It is customary that one good turn deserves another. I often claim that I enjoy your sarcastic wit and that you are refreshing as a companion. To emphasize this, I am sending you something that will allow you a bit more insight to me.

I too, look forward to our paths crossing again. It seems necessary that I avoid following you around too much for you may tire of my company and my odd antics.

I trust you are in good hands and wish for you always the very best.

Regards,

Valchion