Honored Sir,

I do appreciate the time ye gave me earlier. I was wondering if my application was lost or discarded. I have no idea why under this great canopy of stone my seeker companions have not spoken of my worth, and this troubles me greatly.

I may not be what ye call Seeker material, all I have seen of seekers is those that have bled beside me tryin to make a difference any way we can. I have no use for fancy words or high ideals and to be honest- all I truly want is to guide my friends into the light.

I must say I was a little offended when ye believed me a mercanary employed by the seekers. All of my gold is spent on healin I use for my friends, and equipment we use in fighten the forces that threaten the safety of sanctuary. I am not guided by profit and my coffer be empty on most days.

Ye say I have to prove my worth to ye? Well I will tell ye what.... I will continue to look for a way out, and I will also continue patchin those holes that keep appearin on my seeker companions. We will find a way to the lands above and I promise ye, when I do find the path, I will return to sanctuary and give ye a record of our journey. It will be at that time that I fully expect ye to kiss my hairy hin arse and show me a little more respect than ye did yesterdark. I will have earned it.

Ye should be able to trim those fancy seeker trousers to fit me by then, and I will look forward to doing the seekers work guidin others to safety.

Ah-and that picture of the lovely half-orc yer workin on....Try a darker shade of green, she looks sooo pale.

Yours in spirit, Wilimek the fierce