Achilles,
My friend tells me he used his magic to send you a message--The Sea knows what he said to you, but he’s a good sort so whatever he said he meant well. He worried me a bit when he said you didn’t respond...as if someone was there with you. Given your last letter I don’t know if you’ll receive this one.
And...I don’t know what to say. I want to say many things...and nothing. You spent hours looking for me? Achilles...I’m…So many dead...The scars on my body show just how nearly I was one of them. Scars. And just like that I’m thinking of you with your scars--so many of them gained in my company--and your green eyes sparkling with some new idea. Damn it. How angry I am at myself for warming to you when those dead are my dead. But still...you looked.
I want to ask who you found...but I am afraid that I will hope and be disappointed.
Thanks for warning me about your sister. Just when I thought my relationship with Ariadne couldn’t get any worse. Other planes are not as hospitable as one might think. I wish, for your sake, I could promise you I won’t kill her if she comes for me, but I can’t promise that, I’m sorry.
If you left off madness...it would be the bravest thing you’ve ever done. I invited you to join our cause, once. The offer stands. You could help me set things right. There are many who need our help, not just in Coralan. Perhaps we can someday cross the sea of blood between us.
Send a message to me through the Kirkwall Free Company. I wish I could see you again, before she comes.
-Damaris