Some people seem to mature like fine wines or a good strong cheese. you dear boy show no such admirable qualities.

How startlingly obvious is it that many of the thakrian stalwarts and our prodigious youth are in a period of relaxation?

Not that i begrudge you your moment basking in the sun, not at all. revel in its rays old man because come the dark skies and muggy climes of winter the crescent moon is in its full ascent.

And there will be no waning.

Written by my hand on the 25th of Mournsend, in the year 1118.