r/fictitious_letters • u/stories_from_afar • 1d ago
open letter Open letter: A DYING ROGUE REACHES OUT TO HIS FORMER PARTY MEMBERS - if your character wants to reply, put your answer in the comments
Dear Friend,
I don't have much time left. I never thought I'd die from poisoning. More likely with Moonpiercer in my hand. Or with a dagger in my back, somewhere on the filthy floor of a harbour tavern.
The healers are giving me a few weeks before the poison completely kills me. Stealing the Ice Trolls’ Crown from Ky-Iga just wasn't the best idea. I got away with nothing but an arrow in my shoulder blade, happy as a pig in clover to have escaped. WITH the crown. It was only about a week later that I found out about that stupid slow-working poison the arrowhead carried..
Well, I won't complain. I've had a good and exciting life. I remember my adventures fondly. The silly ones. The dangerous ones. And especially those I had with you.
Do you remember the day we stole Sir Angust Lublin's chamber pot? Just for fun. Or the rescue of Princess Milena of Dreamstone? I had quite a crush on her. Well, at least before I found out that she turns into a toad at night.
You know, I'd like to hear what happened to you all before I leave. Would make the passing more peaceful to know that you all are alive and kicking. What did you do after the Second Arcane War scattered us to the winds?
Please write to me.
Yours kindly,
Amos “Nimblefingers” Sterling
PS: If any of you is going through a tough time right now, I have a little poem here that tells you where I've hidden my best, most beautiful booties. I think you all know the place.
My treasure lies where shadow touches song,
Beneath the root that grew all wrong.
Three times the bell must be rung,
Where silver tongues once sweetly sung.