Dearest Sugrin,

I wrote this sonnet for you.

Sugrin the Halfling Bard: courageous and brave. Fearless he fights, jumping into the fray with large scimitar in hands. For no cave is too dark or too deep for Sugrin! Pray

you foes of this little knight! No large brute can stand against his might! With magic and song, you've no chance against Sugrin the cute! Beware those who threaten Sugrin and band.

But behind the fierce halfling is a soul so kind. With sweet words and compliments so bold, Sugrin's voice makes you feel warm and whole. Pity we did not meet him long ago!

Behold Sugrin: unstoppable and free! His presence are moments full of pure glee!

With love, Senestia Avarscanti

*Sugrin reads this and laughter is heard in the rooms of the last Stand.*

Thank you!

Sugrin.