[A letter for Carrot Grimes, left in the Maiden's Folly, Qadira]

[Oskar Maxon]

Carrot,
Don't know if this will ever reach you, but hope you're still out there so that it might and that they haven't buried you in a ditch somewhere.
They made a sergeant of the backstabbing greed-driven brick-for-brains Rhuk Nor in your stead. Fourth makes its own Misfortune.
That's the last nail in the coffin. Elara and myself are out.
Should've told us you were making the run, you could've had the company. You still have brothers-in-arms in us.
If you read this, get in touch.
Horizons become footing!
Chaims Githam