Goodbyes: Mae and Jorsef
A letter is delivered via courier at midday on the twentieth to the Ironshield estate. It comes along with a small package that both rattles and jingles and is tied shut with simple twine. The letter itself is somehow sealed with a small, golden butterfly hairclip, perhaps intended for Mae.
Dearest Jorsef and Mae,
Last night, I rather unexpectedly volunteered for the coming assault on the Nighthold in Suramar city. I pen this letter in the case I do not return from the battle, though it shall be delivered regardless.
I would like to thank you again for your generosity and empathy regarding my recent situation, and I’d also like to once again thank you for taking me in. Should I return, I will most certainly pay that kindness both back and forward in time. I’d also like to thank you for your offer as to the cabin up north. At present, I look forward to moving. I would have already, but I am still trying to write the enchantment that will allow me to move furniture via my enchanted satchel; at present, the mouth doesn’t open nearly enough to fit a dresser or bed.
I wish I could bid you well and say goodbye personally, but I need to leave very soon, and I lack the time needed to track you down. This will have to do.
Included are two necklaces, meant as partners. On the assumption you get that far, which I believe you will, they are intended as your wedding gift. Should I return, I’ll figure out an additional gift when your wedding actually comes.
In the case that I do not return from the assault, please aid Renault in preventing Johern from stupidity. I am aware you do not entirely like him, but he means everything to me, and it would break my heart were he to regress with my passing; he’s made so much progress as a person since we met. I cannot bear to see that reversed should he lose me.
Thank you again for everything.
Blythe’s handwriting is as genuine and unrefined as the girl herself.
The necklaces in question bear spherical pendants that contain what appear to be galaxies made entirely out of microscopic flowers. The galaxies, because of this, are a wash of bright oranges, purples, reds, pinks, and blues with only a tiny bit of green thrown in. The centers of the galaxies are more blue, and the outsides are more orange. When said pendants are touched together, they create a tiny puff of snow in the shape of a heart between them.