Eternal
Dear Brenda
I’ve never been any good with this sort of stuff, but I hope this letter will explain the exact nature of what happened.
It is with the sincerest regret to inform you that Roldan has died in the line of duty. I will be having his body shipped back to you, so that you may have a proper funeral for him or how ever you wish to dispose of the shell that once contained a great warrior. I suppose I should also mention that Gerald also died during the mission. He actually wrote the first letter to you, but given his death soon after, I felt that it be more appropriate to rewrite it altogether.
How I wish I could at least tell you Roldan died a great noble death, slaying hundreds of enemies before falling, but that was not the case. Instead, he was practically assassinated by suicidal Shadow Guards that blew him up and themselves as well, because they were too cowardly to face him in an honorable fight.
I know the two of you fell in love and were married. I am not an expert on such things, and I can’t imagine the sense of loss that you will feel because of this, but know that you have my sympathies. When I saw him die before my very eyes from a gutless attack I felt a sadness dwell inside me as I had lost a comrade in arms.
I also felt anger. Anger that I wasn’t there to stop it and anger at those who did it. I realize though the anger at myself was pointless. There is no point in blaming yourself in situations like this. Better to deal with the direct cause of the problem and focus all of the anger towards that instead.
I don’t know if it will be of any comfort, but I killed all those responsible. I wish I could’ve killed more, but most of the spineless shadows committed some sort of ritual suicide by the time we reached their hideout. I did manage to kill their leader Cyrus though. I also killed Captain Gruz. Turned out he was a traitor the whole time. I’m beginning to wonder who isn’t a traitor nowadays.
The past few days have seemed surreal, like nothing is making as much sense anymore, but then I think things stopped making sense the day I had to kill Kane. The Empire isn’t like how we learned about when we were children. Everything was so much simpler then.
I’m going to stop writing now, because I think I’m getting off focus of the important topic at hand and that’s Roldan. I’ll close this letter with letting you know that in his last moments he spoke fondly of you, and that he loved you.
We should all be so lucky to have something so certain in life and actually have it last.
I’ve never been any good with this sort of stuff, but I hope this letter will explain the exact nature of what happened.
It is with the sincerest regret to inform you that Roldan has died in the line of duty. I will be having his body shipped back to you, so that you may have a proper funeral for him or how ever you wish to dispose of the shell that once contained a great warrior. I suppose I should also mention that Gerald also died during the mission. He actually wrote the first letter to you, but given his death soon after, I felt that it be more appropriate to rewrite it altogether.
How I wish I could at least tell you Roldan died a great noble death, slaying hundreds of enemies before falling, but that was not the case. Instead, he was practically assassinated by suicidal Shadow Guards that blew him up and themselves as well, because they were too cowardly to face him in an honorable fight.
I know the two of you fell in love and were married. I am not an expert on such things, and I can’t imagine the sense of loss that you will feel because of this, but know that you have my sympathies. When I saw him die before my very eyes from a gutless attack I felt a sadness dwell inside me as I had lost a comrade in arms.
I also felt anger. Anger that I wasn’t there to stop it and anger at those who did it. I realize though the anger at myself was pointless. There is no point in blaming yourself in situations like this. Better to deal with the direct cause of the problem and focus all of the anger towards that instead.
I don’t know if it will be of any comfort, but I killed all those responsible. I wish I could’ve killed more, but most of the spineless shadows committed some sort of ritual suicide by the time we reached their hideout. I did manage to kill their leader Cyrus though. I also killed Captain Gruz. Turned out he was a traitor the whole time. I’m beginning to wonder who isn’t a traitor nowadays.
The past few days have seemed surreal, like nothing is making as much sense anymore, but then I think things stopped making sense the day I had to kill Kane. The Empire isn’t like how we learned about when we were children. Everything was so much simpler then.
I’m going to stop writing now, because I think I’m getting off focus of the important topic at hand and that’s Roldan. I’ll close this letter with letting you know that in his last moments he spoke fondly of you, and that he loved you.
We should all be so lucky to have something so certain in life and actually have it last.