24-08-2015, 07:54 PM
*Lien's handwriting is a mess, and she doesn't keep her lines straight when she writes. There's a lot of scribbled out bits and corrections, but this is what the letter says when you take the time to work it out.*
Hey Khanh,
What’s up, stinkbrain? I’m sincerely hoping none of you have died to dusk spawn yet, but I’m also sincerely hoping Tuan at least pissed himself when he first saw one. That’ll teach him for all the boasting. Wait, is he still boasting? If he’s still boasting, tell him the only thing more fragile than him is his self-esteem. Oh, yes, I went there. And tell ma and pa I said hi, too. Then tell them I screamed for seven years straight.
You should also probably tell them that I’m not dead or cursed, and I’m amounting to just plenty without their advice here in Nightveil, which yes, is the creepiest town name like you guys all said, but honestly the town is anything but. I’ve been asking nearly everyone I’ve met, and it seems like no one has seen anything spooky. The town was just built on top of some castle ruins and then was abandoned, but so that’s why those sailors said it was cursed. But people actually live here: some group of settlers, I think maybe half of the group is related somehow. I mean, I’m not sure. If they are, it’s definitely a family dynamic that is way more complicated than ours, and you know… that really says something.
The people are both boring and great. The town Elder is this old lady grandma who’s a war veteran and she is badass, even though she’s maybe eighty years old or something. She has a rat for a pet and shares 100 percent too much of her sex life with her husband. I mean, she only mentioned a little, but even a little is 100 percent too much. It’s like if our grandma started talking to us about that stuff. Awkward. Speaking of grandma, tell her I sang her song to this Elder war veteran, and the Elder liked it. It might cheer her up. I hope she’s doing ok. Let me know if there’s anything I can send you guys to help.
Anyway, who’s in charge where you are? Putting money on a generic guy. His idea of fun is practicing his trade some more and he’s emotionally stunted. Speaking of, I just described almost every man in town. I mean, I can take the emotionally stunted, but boring is a no. The ladies are a little better, but almost everyone agrees that fun is doing your job. How’s the people over there? Maybe I should visit just for the chance to get laid. But I guess I can’t complain since there’s at least one alright guy. I’ll spare you the details.
I also got a house. Yes, that’s right, a mother fucking house. So seriously, if you need anything sent, I’ll do what I can. This town is my paradise. They don’t trade with money here, and in fact, if you just live in the town and have a job, you get free food and a roof over your head. And apparently me dicking around on my lute counts as a job! So yeah, you can tell ma and pa that I’m very accomplished now. The Elder did try to turn me into a barmaid for the tavern, but I just pretended that I tried before and really sucked at it. “Those who can’t do, become bards”. I mean it’s half true, right?
I won’t lie. I sort of regret leaving on such a bad note. I guess I just really needed to get away. Sorry. And I miss you, kind of. I miss pa’s cooking, but I don’t miss being called a latrine queen. And I miss hearing all the new songs everyone’s come up with. Send some over, ok? I have three, but two of them are just about townspeople, and the third… well I haven’t sung it to anyone yet, unless you count me singing it to myself in a tree and then falling out of the tree when someone came along. I don’t know why I haven’t tried it out yet. I guess it’s just more personal than my other songs. Maybe one day. Also, can you send over some hair ribbons? I lost mine somewhere. Yes, I know, I suck. I’m using some scrap fabric for now, but you know. If it’s not satin, it’s bad for your hair. And it’s just not as nice.
Also don’t freak out, but a lot of people I’ve met in this town are Xitians. Including the Elder. And the guy I wanna bang. And this other guy I want to be my housemate. But they’re all alright, I think. At their worst, they’re moody “raining in my soul” types. Nothing has hurt me. Also I saw this garden with giant flowers and a giant baby badger licked my face.
Love,
Lien, Mean Queen of Latrines
P.S.: Yeah if you could not tell ma and pa and especially grandma about that last part, that would be great. Oh and send some paint, too. I need it for reasons.
Hey Khanh,
What’s up, stinkbrain? I’m sincerely hoping none of you have died to dusk spawn yet, but I’m also sincerely hoping Tuan at least pissed himself when he first saw one. That’ll teach him for all the boasting. Wait, is he still boasting? If he’s still boasting, tell him the only thing more fragile than him is his self-esteem. Oh, yes, I went there. And tell ma and pa I said hi, too. Then tell them I screamed for seven years straight.
You should also probably tell them that I’m not dead or cursed, and I’m amounting to just plenty without their advice here in Nightveil, which yes, is the creepiest town name like you guys all said, but honestly the town is anything but. I’ve been asking nearly everyone I’ve met, and it seems like no one has seen anything spooky. The town was just built on top of some castle ruins and then was abandoned, but so that’s why those sailors said it was cursed. But people actually live here: some group of settlers, I think maybe half of the group is related somehow. I mean, I’m not sure. If they are, it’s definitely a family dynamic that is way more complicated than ours, and you know… that really says something.
The people are both boring and great. The town Elder is this old lady grandma who’s a war veteran and she is badass, even though she’s maybe eighty years old or something. She has a rat for a pet and shares 100 percent too much of her sex life with her husband. I mean, she only mentioned a little, but even a little is 100 percent too much. It’s like if our grandma started talking to us about that stuff. Awkward. Speaking of grandma, tell her I sang her song to this Elder war veteran, and the Elder liked it. It might cheer her up. I hope she’s doing ok. Let me know if there’s anything I can send you guys to help.
Anyway, who’s in charge where you are? Putting money on a generic guy. His idea of fun is practicing his trade some more and he’s emotionally stunted. Speaking of, I just described almost every man in town. I mean, I can take the emotionally stunted, but boring is a no. The ladies are a little better, but almost everyone agrees that fun is doing your job. How’s the people over there? Maybe I should visit just for the chance to get laid. But I guess I can’t complain since there’s at least one alright guy. I’ll spare you the details.
I also got a house. Yes, that’s right, a mother fucking house. So seriously, if you need anything sent, I’ll do what I can. This town is my paradise. They don’t trade with money here, and in fact, if you just live in the town and have a job, you get free food and a roof over your head. And apparently me dicking around on my lute counts as a job! So yeah, you can tell ma and pa that I’m very accomplished now. The Elder did try to turn me into a barmaid for the tavern, but I just pretended that I tried before and really sucked at it. “Those who can’t do, become bards”. I mean it’s half true, right?
I won’t lie. I sort of regret leaving on such a bad note. I guess I just really needed to get away. Sorry. And I miss you, kind of. I miss pa’s cooking, but I don’t miss being called a latrine queen. And I miss hearing all the new songs everyone’s come up with. Send some over, ok? I have three, but two of them are just about townspeople, and the third… well I haven’t sung it to anyone yet, unless you count me singing it to myself in a tree and then falling out of the tree when someone came along. I don’t know why I haven’t tried it out yet. I guess it’s just more personal than my other songs. Maybe one day. Also, can you send over some hair ribbons? I lost mine somewhere. Yes, I know, I suck. I’m using some scrap fabric for now, but you know. If it’s not satin, it’s bad for your hair. And it’s just not as nice.
Also don’t freak out, but a lot of people I’ve met in this town are Xitians. Including the Elder. And the guy I wanna bang. And this other guy I want to be my housemate. But they’re all alright, I think. At their worst, they’re moody “raining in my soul” types. Nothing has hurt me. Also I saw this garden with giant flowers and a giant baby badger licked my face.
Love,
Lien, Mean Queen of Latrines
P.S.: Yeah if you could not tell ma and pa and especially grandma about that last part, that would be great. Oh and send some paint, too. I need it for reasons.

