Dear Primrose Dragoslav,
I'm glad to hear you are well. It brings me a foreign joy to know I'm on someone's mind. I do not make it a habit to keep acquaintances or friends around. The world is a hard, tough place with little room for trust or forgiveness. I travel as a way to keep myself disconnected from others in the world. The world was not built for me, nor I for it. I've tried, dear Primrose, but one can only handle so much. But for you, I want to try. I will trust you, and continue to do so, as long as my friendship you will keep.
I find myself on the Jadenshine side of the river separating here from Kia's Court. There is very little game to hunt here on the open plains of Serendipity. Fruits, vegetables, bread, and cheese I can find at low prices by the plenty, but good meat is a great deal more. So I fish, daily. I feel that I've exhausted every creative way to cook a fish. So fruit and cheese for me. At least my horse can graze happily.
The farmers of Jadenshine have been just as grateful as those in Ravensway, but their concerns of my return were more prominent. The road is long, and it's hard to get a proper grasp on time, especially when your goods are at stake. Sometimes this migratory pattern of life wears me down. To not have a place to call my own is all I know, but sometimes I imagine it'd be nice.
While trading in the market of Ketra, I met some people I think you should make yourself acquainted with. There's a family owned business called 'Grey's Shop.' This family knows everything there is to know about building and fixing things, so if you need a new wooden sword, or perhaps something more exotic, they'll help you. They're the reason I have a job to come back to Ketra for.
Write to me next at the three-way point on the river of Jadenshine, Kia's Court, and Moonspear. This is where I travel next. Be in good health, Primrose. I anxiously await your next letter.
Your Friend,
Saezer L.