RP:Letters From The Dead

Part of the The Day I Tried To Live Arc

Summary: A few letters were written by Khitti in the off chance she died while fighting Amarrah and her legion of undead. Turns out, she was right. The letters she left are listed below.

Brand

So, you found this then, eh? Figures. Just when things were getting good. Oh, who am I kidding? Things turned bad real fast, didn’t they? I should’ve known, though, after making deals with all these devils. And if you even think for one minute--one second--that this is your fault somehow, I’ll come back and haunt you. I asked for this. I asked for a cure and, well, in a way, I got it.

I hear you upstairs right now. You’re up there giving out the day’s orders and even now, with all of this mess I’ve made, you’ve not let it show how much you must be worried about me, about everything. You’re stronger than I ever could be. This gig you’ve got going on with the ship? You’ve done well, Brand. Captain Brand. Heh, it’s so weird to write that. Never thought I’d see the day when you’d have gone and gotten yourself a fancy title. But, no. This job, this life, it suits you well. I am so very proud of you. After everything you’ve been through, you’ve finally found where you’re truly meant to be.

But, what about me, though? Don’t you forget about me. I’m sure you’ll always think of me as that thorn in your side. You helped make me a better person, even if you don’t want to give yourself any credit. I still didn’t listen to you much, however, as you can see by the way things have gone. I just hope the next person that walks into your life isn’t as much of a troublemaker.

I’ve left you some things. The first is a song I wrote for you. Alvina helped me with it because I can’t frakking write sheet music. You’ve heard it once before, back in Vailkrin after the spiders, and I so badly wanted to play it for you since I finished it, but we just never found the time. You should get someone to play it for you. I worked so hard on it; it’d be a shame to just let it go to waste. I’d even started on lyrics for it and I named it Love Song. It’s silly and I’m certain a child could do better, but… it’s how I feel. I think the music speaks louder than the words do, though.

The second thing you’re actually going to have to go to Vailkrin for. There’s a spider there, a black widow; I’m sure you’ll know her when you see her. The first day I met Bradyn, she wanted to come home with me, but things did not go as planned. She’s still there, waiting for me, and I’d like you to get her and bring her home. I think Francis would absolutely love her. You take care of both of them for me. Their mother misses and loves them terribly.

And finally, there is a box. The box… well… it has a ring inside. Alvina gave it to me, at her wedding. It was her mother’s before she died. That’s why I was so upset that night at the reception. I meant it when I said I wanted to marry you. To have children with you. Even now, after that stuff with Gevurah, I still want it. Fate can go frak itself, honestly, because I know whatever would happen, we’d stand by one another and deal with it, together. But, I was never going to ask, never going to mention it again. I know that’s not what you wanted and I respect that. Or, maybe, I just wasn’t the right person. You took a chance on me, though, and loved me in your own way until the very end and you know what? It was more than I could’ve ever hoped for. So thank you. I mean it.

But, if you find yourself with someone new some day and you realize that you do want to settle down, then don’t wait. You give them this ring and you don’t let go of them. You deserve so much happiness after everything you’ve been through, after all I’ve put you through.

I love you. You know that right? I wanted so much to hear you say the same, but, just the fact that you stood by my side, through everything? That said enough. I hate that I only just now realized it. I wish I had more time with you. This cure was a mistake. You loved me as I was and I was too blinded by silly fairy tales to see it. None of that matters now, though. But, you’ll move on, and you’ll be happy with the family that you’ve unknowingly made for yourself, and I’ll love you forever.

Even when we hated each other, you were still my light in the darkness. You are my spark. My muse. My Brand.

I love you more than I can possibly describe. Thank you, for everything.

Your Peach

Lionel

So. Here we are.

Somehow, I always thought that, maybe, we’d die side by side in battle. Just you, me, and Brand. The three of us haven’t even been together that long, but I feel like I’ve known you both my whole life. It felt like it was just us against the world and it’d stay that way for as long as we were allowed. But, I guess that wasn’t to be. I think I’ve known for awhile now, that I wasn’t going to make it through this, even after the dreams Facilier gave me. I think, deep down, everyone else knew too. With the luck I usually have? It’s not really a surprise.

If I knew back then, back in Vailkrin’s cemetery when we first met, what I know now about you, things would’ve went a lot differently. Maybe. I am as stubborn as you Catalians (is that a blessing or a curse for you guys? I don’t really know). Regardless, I’m glad to have met you. You put your faith in me when others had none. You helped me attempt the impossible with this cure. Thank you, so much.

I don’t think anyone really knows you like I do. Not anyone that’s around now, anyway. They see a warrior, a leader, a prince who’s void of compassion and love, someone who only knows of pomp and circumstance and war. Perhaps most of that’s true. You are certainly a brave warrior and respected leader. But, you’re more than that. You’re someone who’s loved and lost everything. Your trust and loyalty as a friend does not come freely, but when it does, it’s a treasure in itself. We had once said that we were alike because of our past, because of what we were forced to do to our homes. But, it’s more than that, Lionel; our spirits are nearly identical. I’m certain that we were fated to meet, much like Brand and I were, and I would not have it any other way, my brother.

I must ask a small favor of you, and I’m afraid some of it you might not like. Please bring news of my death to Hildegarde and Larewen. A raven will suffice for Larewen, should you not wish to meet with her; you can practically cut through the tension between you two with a knife. Please, tell them both that I can no longer fulfill my duties as the protector of Frostmaw’s spirits and as the Necromancer’s Guild’s Umbracryaestor (read: super fancy teaching position! I was so excited for it, but alas, it wasn’t meant to be). I may have failed them, but I am grateful for the chance that they, and you, gave me.

I love you. Keep fighting for me, my brother, and give them Hell...fire.

Meri and Alvina

We don’t normally do this, do we? It’s usually just a quick note and then we meet up somewhere and talk for what seems like forever. That’s… not going to happen this time, unfortunately. I lost a lot of family members while I was here in Lithrydel, two adopted and one blood, but then I found you two. You two with your beautiful, wonderful creations. You were puzzle pieces I didn’t know I had missing. It was something completely unexpected and entirely welcome all at the same time.

I don’t think I could thank either you enough for all of the things you two did for me, for all of your help. I only wish I would’ve been able to conjure up the courage to tell you two what you mean to me in person. You two are going to do great things. Your art and music are going to make Lithrydel a better place.

Please take care of each other. Protect one another like sisters and don’t give up on anything. I love you both and I’m going to miss you so very much.

Pilar

There’s been so many times you and I haven’t seen eye to eye, hasn’t there? It almost felt like fate that this separation of ours should come to pass. Fate is a funny thing, you know. It’s there whether you like it or not. But, everything happens for a reason, so I’m learning. While I’m not sorry for the things I said (I am still a little bitter about being stabbed as anyone else would, you know, but it is what it is and that’s just how I am; you should know this well by now), I am sorry for the way I said them. I was angrier than I should’ve been. Facilier, Amarrah’s dad, he--well, to put it simply, he was manipulating me. I tried hiding it for so long from everyone, even Brand, but even I didn’t know how bad it was getting ‘til it was too late.

Why am I telling you this now? It’s been weeks now since I’ve seen you, cast you off. I’m telling you because I’m gone. I failed with the cure, with fighting off Facilier’s magic, failed so many people. I thought my actions would lead me to a brand new life and all I received in return was death. I want you to be happy, Pilar. You are capable of so much good, so much greatness. I know you are. You just need to believe yourself, have more confidence, and fight for yourself just as much as you fight for others.

I love you. You will always be my sister.