Letter from Fiero
From FiranMUX
Beloved Mother,
I write this letter with great sorrow and great joy. Two conflicting emotions that have waged a war of their own within my heart. I've no doubt you've heard of the victories, and I am proud to report that I fought in every battle in our journey to liberate Ellish. It saddens me to have to inform you that your son, and my brother, Galanthis fell during the first assault on the gates of Ellish. You will be proud to know that he fought the evil tyranny of the Shamibelians with his very last breath.
The joyous news I send is that Ellish is free. The city you raised us all to fight for is now and truely free. All of those years in captivity, drilling us in lessons about Firan history and the noble ideals and hearts of the Firan people. I only wish you could have seen it for yourself. The Firan people, our people, are truely noble of spirit and honored the sacrifices of our ancestors. Many making sacrifices of their own.
Sacrifice. That is a word that has been used so much during this campaign. I will tell you now that I am upon my deathbed. The healers say there is nothing to be done. My life and my legacy rests in the hands of the Gods. I pray that if they choose for me to live, that I may continue to live a life worthy of their choice and I pray if I shall die, that they find my spirit worthy to come back one day.
I know that brings little comfort to a mother's heart, sacrificing her sons for a greater cause, but I hope that it stirs your heart with pride. You possess the noblest spirit I've ever known, and I believe that you will understand and lift your chin proudly when they speak of the sacrifices made to retake the city of our home. Let it not be said that the Sennets did not stand with their brothers and sisters. Let it not be said that the Sennets did not return to Ellish one final time to deliver Justice and to see the wrongs of the past, right.
Know that if I do not come home to you, that I loved you with everything I am. The family needs their matriarch to be strong. I need you to look after my beloved wife and children. The old blood that pumps through our veins has been vindicated and now the future awaits.
Your Devoted Son,
Fiero
